The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

Danilo Lacson had not slept in three days, and his hands shook with a tremor that no amount of coffee from the tindera could steady. He sat in the attic of his boarding house, the air heavy with damp wool and the stale smoke of the city below. The loom was large, a wooden beast that dominated the room, and before it stretched the white cloth, waiting. It was a simple weave, a pattern of bridges...

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