The Rot in the Rose Garden
The Blackwood Estate did not welcome visitors; it tolerated them. Situated in the humid, oppressive heart of the Mississippi Delta, the house was a sprawling gothic monstrosity of grey stone and weeping ivy. Inside, the air tasted of dust and old secrets, and the silence was so heavy it felt like a physical weight on the chest. Silas had spent twenty-four years trying to outrun the name...
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