The Covenant of the Bayou
The humidity in the Louisiana bayou was a physical weight, a wet blanket that smelled of sulfur and rotting cypress. Sarah lived in a shack that leaned precariously over the black water, her only companion being Toby, a boy whose laughter was the only bright thing in the swamp. For years, a "Hollow-Man" had haunted their perimeter—a spindly, grey thing that mimicked the voices of the dead to...
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