The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The paper was thin, translucent, and smelled of ozone and old copper. Elias Vane held it up to the gaslight, his thumb pressing the corner flat against the mahogany desk. It was a list, but not of coins struck or alloys mixed. It was a ledger of debts he had not yet incurred. The first line read: *Halloway’s Trust: Broken*. The ink was still wet, shimmering like a bruise under the skin. Elias...

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