The Apocalypse Insurance

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The estate of Blackwood Manor sat like a rotting tooth in the jaw of the Georgia coastline. It was a place of weeping willows, salt-stained marble, and a silence so heavy it felt like a physical weight. Silas Blackwood, the last of a line of disgraced planters, lived in the heart of the decay. He wore velvet robes that were fraying at the seams and spoke in a slow, honeyed drawl that masked a...

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