Beneath The Boiling Sky

Sometimes the end of summer isn’t just the changing of seasons. It’s the moment when the world holds its breath, and things buried beneath the ground or lurking in the shadows, begin to stir. When the heat feels heavy enough to crush your bones, you better beware, because some doors open only in the dead heat of summer. First, it won’t ever let go Followed by swamp fever rising Finally in our last story, Not all prayers protect Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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