Ashes of Harlan Creek
## Act I: The Cicadas The蝉鸣 was the first thing Thomas Beauregard noticed when he woke up. Not the hospital monitor's steady beep, not the smell of antiseptic, not the weight of seventy years of pain in his bones. The cicadas. Loud, insistent, drowning out everything else like a chorus of drowned men singing from the bottom of a swamp. Thomas opened his eyes. He was sitting on the wooden porch...
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