Regionalgothic Stories

since theres like,, nothing else here im gonna make a book of regional gothic stuff :)

The crows gather on the trees and buildings. You start counting, 1, 2, 3, 4, but there are too many to count. They gather as one, they fly off as one. That is why they will survive and you will not. Their feathers block out the light. X X (Plot based off of Tumblr posts, complete)

Regional gothic from around the United States.

a novel its 1964, a story of two young lovers take a secret road trip to South Carolina to see the ocean. filled with laughter, tears, love, sun, and sand