The Burden of the Gate

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(A Southern Gothic Reversal) Act I: The Mud and the Duty The crypt was a decaying tooth of granite in the middle of a Georgia swamp, and I was its only tooth-brush. For thirty years, I had been the Gatekeeper, a man paid in solitude and the occasional crate of canned peaches to ensure that no one ever entered the Thorne family vault. I loved the silence of the swamp, the way the cypress trees...

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