Void Meridian: The Bayou Ark - V01_Southern_Gothic Variant
Act I The humidity in St. Landry Parish didn't fall from the sky — it rose from the earth itself, exhaled by a thousand miles of cypress swamp like the breath of something buried and not quite dead. It was August, which meant the air was thick enough to drink, thick with the smell of rotting vegetation and river mud and the faint sweet rot of magnolia blossoms that had fallen and were now...
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