The Pale Bridge
I Romain Soileau, thirty-two, a court guard in the Pale Kingdom, stood at the bridge’s edge during a riot, desperate to prove his loyalty to the High Magistrate by capturing the rebel leader. The uncanny rule was fixed and known to the few: the bridge only held weight when a lie was spoken; truth made it dissolve. He wore his uniform, the fabric stiff with sweat and the grease of the...
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