The Warden of the Hollow
(Act I: The Spark) The moss in the Mississippi Delta doesn't just grow; it swallows. My family has lived on the Blackwood Plantation for four generations, but we are not the masters here. We are the jailers. Deep beneath the rotting floorboards of the manor lies the Hollow—a rift in the world where a cosmic entity, an ancient thing of hunger and geometry, is kept dormant. My job is simple and...
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