The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

Thorne. The name was not spoken by a voice but by the fog itself, a heavy, damp exhalation that rolled across the planks of the Pale Bridge and settled on Elias’s shoulders like a wet wool coat. He stood at the center of the span, the wood groaning under the specific, grinding weight of his fifty-two-year-old knees, and in his left hand he clutched a small glass vial that had once held the...

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