The Ledger of Lost Innocence
(Act I: The Ascent) The humidity of the Mississippi Delta clung to everything like a wet shroud. I remember Julian and Clara as children—two pale, spindly things running through the tall grass of the Sterling plantation. I was the butler then, a man of shadows and silence, tasked with the upkeep of a house that was rotting from the inside out. They were inseparable, a singular unit of innocence...
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