The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

Act I "You’re burning the third batch again, Tigran. The glass is sweating." Tigran Minasyan did not look up from the furnace. The heat was a physical weight against his chest, pressing the air out of his lungs, a sensation he had come to associate with the slow, grinding decay of his brother Aram’s body three miles away in the maroon settlement. He was forty-five, the last of the line of...

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