The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The ledger is not in the register, and you are blocking the door. I stood in the center of Silas’s shop, the air thick enough to taste of rust and old pennies. The windowless room was a box of shadows, lit only by the single oil lamp on the counter, its flame trembling as if the air itself were breathing. I held the vial of laudanum in my left hand, the glass warm against my palm, while my...

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