The ship did not descend upon Oakhaven. It rose from it.
The ship did not descend upon Oakhaven. It rose from it. Clara Beauregard felt it before she saw it - a vibration in the earth that traveled up through the soles of her shoes and into her bones, as if the land itself were speaking and she had forgotten the language. She stood on the porch of the main house, her hands gripping the railing, and watched as the sky above the oak grove darkened....
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