The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The stone was wrong. Elias pressed his thumb into the wet mortar, feeling the grit bite into the nail bed, and knew the arch would fail. It was the year 1342, and the winter solstice was three days away, a deadline set by Guild Master Aldous with the same cold precision he used to measure out the blood of lambs. Elias stood alone on the unfinished span of the Pale Bridge, the wind off the river...

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