The Ancestral Rot

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The Ancestral Rot

The air in the Louisiana bayou was a thick, wet blanket that smelled of sulfur and rotting lilies. Silas lived in the shadow of Blackwood Manor, a crumbling plantation house that seemed to be sinking into the swamp. His family had owned the land for two centuries, and for two centuries, they had been haunted by a hunger they couldn't name. Silas remembered the Aethelgard. He remembered being a...

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