The Rotting of Thornfield

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2026-06-14 03:36:33 -

The cotton fields of Thornfield had once been green. Cora Beauregard remembered them as a child, stretching to the horizon in every direction, a sea of white bolls that caught the sunlight and turned it into something almost holy. Her father had walked those fields in his youth, a young general's son with a sword that he never drew and a pride that he carried like a second skin. Now the fields...

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