The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The stone did not creep onto Elias Vane’s skin so much as it remembered him, a slow, geological assertion of fact that turned his knuckles to granite and his veins to fissures of quartz. He stood in the center of the Pale Bridge, a structure of white marble that spanned the churning grey river below the High Palace, and felt the cold weight of his own becoming settle into his bones. The air...

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