The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The pen in your hand is a dead thing, a strip of mahogany and steel that refuses to yield to the tremor in your fingers. You hold it up against the window of the train, watching the grey blur of the Welsh landscape streak past like a smear of wet paint. It is 1912, and you are forty years old, though the palsy in your hands makes you feel ancient, a relic of a previous century trying to fit...

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