The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

Thorne, you stand down. The voice came from the archway, sharp and cold, cutting through the wet hiss of the river. Captain Elias Thorne did not move. He stood at the center of the Pale Bridge, the master key heavy in his right hand, his left braced against the rough-hewn stone. The bridge was a span of ancient granite, inscribed with runes that pulsed with a faint, sickly green light. Below,...

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