Gallowmere
Gallowmere sits in a bowl of dead wheat where creaking scarecrows stand like silent wardens and the villagers move like shadows; children play nervously under their mothers' watch while the wind mutters through straw and sewn rag faces, and everyone looks as if they are waiting for something to finish them.
Gallowmere
A husk of a village watched by a thousand stitched eyes.
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