The Decadent Ruin
The Blackwood Estate did not sit upon the land; it haunted it. Located in the humid, suffocating heart of the Mississippi Delta, the mansion was a sprawling labyrinth of rotting cedar and peeling grey paint. It was a place where the air tasted of salt and stagnant water, and where the Spanish moss hung from the cypress trees like the tattered shrouds of forgotten giants. Elias was the last of...
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