The Beauregard Glow

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2026-06-12 13:24:58 -

The orb sat in the cellar at chest height, exactly as Silas had described it sixty-three years ago: hovering, pulsing, green as moss on the north side of the oak that stood in the front yard and was now dead, rotted from the inside by something that had nothing to do with weather. I had returned to Beauregard Parish because there was nobody else to return. The last Beauregard before me—my...

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