The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The chisel bit into the oak, and the wood did not splinter. It yielded, then tightened. Elias Thorne pulled back, his breath hitching in the cold November air. He wiped his brow with a sleeve stained by decades of sawdust and sap. The joint was the last one. The final keystone of the Pale Bridge, spanning the River Oakhaven, needed to be seated before the winter floods rose. If he missed the...

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