Tales of the Weißenbach Bridge: The Bartender
by W. Blake Heitzman
There has always been a bridge near Weißenbach in the Black Forest. At first it was just a fallen log. Later, when settlements developed nearby, a wooden structure was built. Now days, it’s paved and cars pass over it, but since the beginning, locals have known not to wander upon it under a new moon. The bartender’s tale, is the first of several stories about careless or desperate souls who did.