The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The ink on the ledger page was still wet when Elara Vance saw the bridge. It was not drawn in graphite or pen, but seemed to bleed up from the paper itself, a pale, spectral arch connecting two columns of numbers that did not add up. She stood in the basement of the municipal archive, the air thick with the scent of damp cellulose and rusted iron, her fingers trembling not from cold but from a...

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