The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The wind did not blow so much as it breathed, a slow, rhythmic exhalation that seemed to come from the river itself, a black ribbon of water that cut through the valley with the indifference of a blade. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the Pale Bridge, his boots planted firmly on the moss-slicked stone, the weight of his service weapon heavy and familiar against his hip. He was thirty-two...

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