The Southern Gothic Tutor
The Blackwood Estate was a rotting carcass of a house, draped in Spanish moss and smelling of wet earth and old secrets. Julian lived in the east wing, a man whose intellect had been eroded by a slow, creeping madness. He had once been a professor of linguistics, but now he spoke in riddles and spent his days staring at the patterns of mold on the walls. Caleb was the son of the estate's...
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