The Southern Eye

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The Southern Eye

The basement beneath the abandoned cotton plantation smelled of damp earth and old wood and something else—something that Silas Duran could not name but recognized immediately, the way you recognize the smell of a place you have not visited in twenty years. It was the smell of memory. Not metaphorical memory. Physical memory. The electromagnetic imprints of everything that had happened in this...

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