The Haunting of Clifton Suspension Bridge

Spanning the misty depths of the Avon Gorge, the Clifton Suspension Bridge stands as both a marvel of engineering and a monument to the unseen. Beneath its soaring arches and along its silent walkways, whispers of tragedy and triumph linger like the fog that drapes its cables, from the heartbroken lady in white to the shadow of Brunel himself—forever watching over his creation. As dusk falls and the air grows still, the bridge becomes more than iron and stone; it becomes a threshold, where the living and the lost brush shoulders in the twilight.