The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The fire on the eastern bank did not roar; it whispered, a dry, papery hiss that sucked the air from Margaret’s lungs as she stood at the edge of the Pale Bridge. It was the autumn of 1347, and the village of Oakhaven, which had sheltered her for three decades, was reduced to a skeleton of charred timber and ash, the smoke rising in a single, defiant column against the bruised purple of the...

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