The Hollows of Blackwater
The humidity in Blackwater didn't just hang in the air; it owned it. It was a thick, suffocating blanket that smelled of rotting cypress and old blood. Silas Vance lived in a house that seemed to be sinking into the swamp, a skeletal structure of gray wood and weeping willow. In Blackwater, the living were just guests; the dead were the landlords. Silas ran "The Hollows," an agency that...
0 Yorumlar 0 hisse senetleri 4 Views 0 önizleme