The Flesh-Warp

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2026-06-20 04:15:02 -

The Flesh-Warp

The humidity in Oakhaven didn't just dampen your clothes; it seeped into your bones, carrying the smell of rotting magnolias and old secrets. I walked down the dirt road, my boots sinking into the black mud, watching the willow trees weep over the stagnant creek. In Oakhaven, the line between the garden and the guest was blurred. It had started with the Spores. They had fallen from a streak of...

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