The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The first thing I counted was the hours. Seven since I began the engraving. Seven hours of holding the burin at a precise forty-five degrees, the steel singing a low, dull note against the vellum. I counted the strokes, too. Three hundred and twelve. Each one a debt paid to the Guild, to the dead, to the silence that had settled over Elara’s room. My hands were black to the wrist, the ink...

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