The Gilded Apocalypse
The estate of the Sterling family in Georgia was a monument to a dead world. With its weeping willows, crumbling marble columns, and a ballroom that smelled of mothballs and ancient perfume, it was a place where time had stopped fifty years ago. Outside the wrought-iron gates, the sky had turned a permanent, pulsating shade of crimson. The "Crimson Tide" had arrived a decade ago—a cosmic...
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