Sample V-06: The Gospel of the Black Wing
(Southern Gothic) We are the watchers of the Great Oak, the keepers of the rot and the wind. We remember the Old Man, the one who smelled of dried corn and loneliness. He lived in a house that was slowly being eaten by the swamp, a skeletal structure of grey wood and weeping moss. The Old Man was different from the others. The others came with shotguns and hatred; the Old Man came with handfuls...
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