The Labyrinth of Isles

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The humidity of the Bayou was a physical weight, a warm, wet cloth pressed against the face. Silas Thorne pushed his skiff through the thick, neon-green algae of the forgotten coast, the outboard motor coughing a rhythmic, dying sound. He was returning to the lands of his fathers—a series of decaying plantations and silt-choked islands that the maps had long since abandoned. Silas had come back...

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