The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The Inquisitor called his name from the shadows of the nave, a voice that cut through the dust and the ringing of the bells like a knife through wet wool, and Elias Thorne froze with a shard of stained glass still clutched in his bleeding palm. He stood amidst the wreckage of the central rose window, the great floral motif of the cathedral now reduced to a scatter of colored teeth on the stone...

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