The Red Fox of Halderay
The drought in Georgia did not crack the earth so much as it baked it, turning the red clay of the Blackwater River region into something between stone and powder. By the second summer, the plantations that had stood for a century were crumbling like old teeth. I came to Blackwater because Chicago paid me to come. My name is Silas Whitaker, and I was a geologist by training and a mercenary by...
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