The Southern Stars
The stone was colder than anything had a right to be. Missy Faulkner found it in the abandoned mining shaft behind the Faulkner plantation, buried beneath three feet of collapsed earth and rotting timber. It was no larger than a grapefruit, perfectly smooth, perfectly black, and so heavy that she could barely lift it with both hands. She sat on the ground in the dim light of the shaft and...
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