Sample V-14: The Ancestral Frequency
(Southern Gothic) The Blackwood plantation was a skeletal remains of a dream, a sprawling ruin of white pillars and rotting porches sinking into the humid mud of Mississippi. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and decay. Professor Julian Blackwood had returned to the estate after a disgraced career in astrophysics. He had come home to die, but he found something else. In the attic of...
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