The Heir of Blackwater Bayou
(Variant V-05: Southern Gothic) The humidity in the Blackwater Bayou didn't just hang in the air; it suffocated. It was a thick, wet blanket that smelled of decaying cypress and ancient, stagnant secrets. At the heart of this emerald hell sat the remains of the Thorne estate—a skeletal mansion of rotting mahogany and peeling white paint, sinking slowly into the hungry mud. Elias Thorne was the...
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