The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The bridge hummed. It was a low, tectonic groan that Elias Thorne felt in his teeth before he heard it in the air. He stood on the rotting planks of the Pale Bridge, the medieval toll structure spanning the chasm where the River Ouse turned black. The stone was sweating. Not with rain, but with a cold, oily mist that smelled of wet chalk and old blood. Elias tightened his grip on the ledger he...

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