The Fuel of Salvation
(V-08: Southern Gothic) The humidity of the Lowlands was a physical weight, a wet blanket that smelled of rotting magnolias and old blood. Elias lived in the shadow of the Spire, a gleaming needle of white marble that rose from the center of the plantation. The Spire was the "Ark of the Chosen," a sanctuary designed by the High Lord to survive the coming Great Cleansing. To the world, the High...
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