The bridge spanned multiple lands, multiple worlds, multiple times. It was said that there was an end, but only one, and that it existed long before any and all beings, and would stand long after.
Many souls travelled their lives on the bridge, others stayed put to trade and bridge the bridgefolk and the others together.
There was a few times when a race or an empire tried to rule the bridge, or use part of it in their petty wars, but only when they had forgotten the last time that was tried, when the bridge took its bloody toll.
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