The Moss and the Bone

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The town of Blackwater was not a place where people lived; it was a place where they lingered. It was a damp, suffocating stretch of the South, where the cypress trees wept into the stagnant swamps and the air tasted of rot and old secrets. I was Silas, a boy born into a family of silence and shadows. In Blackwater, the past was not a memory; it was a physical presence, a heavy blanket of moss...

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