The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The count was precise, a ritual of arithmetic that kept the terror at bay: one hundred and forty-two threads of silver-grey wool, each strand weighed against the brass standard, each knot tied with the tension of a man who knows the rope is waiting for him. You are Elias Thorne, and you have been counting these threads for three hours, the light in the Guild Hall shifting from the pale,...

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