The Matriarch's Shadow

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2026-06-06 08:18:37 -

(V-04: Southern Gothic) The humidity of Georgia was a physical weight, a wet blanket that smelled of jasmine and decay. Clara sat on the porch of Blackwood Manor, her fan clicking like a metronome. She watched Elias through the screen door. He was scrubbing the floors, his movements rhythmic and subservient. Clara hated him. Or, she told herself she hated him. He was the boy her husband had...

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