The Hermit of the Hollows
The bayou did not accept newcomers; it merely tolerated them until it found a way to swallow them whole. Silas lived in a house that was more rot than wood, perched on stilts over a black, mirrored stretch of water where the cypress trees wept gray moss like funeral shrouds. For forty years, Silas had been the ghost of the Hollows. The townspeople in the nearby village spoke of him in...
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