The Swamp of Iron

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The Swamp of Iron

I. The swamp smelled of rot and something else—something metallic, like blood left too long in the sun. Cassius Thorne woke to the sound of cicadas and the feeling of black sand between his fingers. He was lying in the water, or what passed for water in the Mississippi delta—a thick, brown soup of mud and decaying vegetation and things he didn't want to identify. Above him, cypress trees rose...

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