The Decaying Lineage of Oakhaven Plantation
Act I — The House The house stood at the end of a dirt road that had not been graded in twenty years, surrounded by magnolia trees whose roots had cracked the driveway into a mosaic of concrete and weeds. It was a two-story structure of white columns and gray siding, the columns peeling like sunburnt skin, the siding rotting at the edges where the paint had given up trying to hold on. Silas...
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