Sample V-08: The Southern Decay

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The air in Blackwood Manor didn't circulate; it stagnated, thick with the scent of rotting magnolias and the damp breath of the Mississippi Delta. The house was a skeletal remain of a dynasty, its white pillars peeling like dead skin, its corridors winding like the veins of a dying beast. Silas Blackwood was the last of his line, a man whose elegance was as decayed as his home. He was a...

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