The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The summons came at the hour when the afternoon light turned the dust in the archive into a suspended, golden plague, and the voice of the High Chancellor, Aldous Vane, cut through the silence of the reading room with the sharpness of a blade being drawn from its sheath. I was cataloguing a shipment of water-damaged tax ledgers from the northern provinces, my hands stained with the black ink of...

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