The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

Chapter One My hands were already stained with the red dust of the spinifex when I packed the jade seal into the oilcloth, the weight of it pressing against my palm like a debt I could not pay. The smoke season had sealed the doors of the village, turning the air into a thick, yellow particulate that coated the back of my throat and made every breath sound like a dry leaf skittering over stone....

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