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[mangor]

… the decrepit …

[invizigothx]

IT IS OFMD ZINE PACKAGING / CASSETTE RECORDING DAY HERE AT SWAMPHOUSE PRESS

[sidehugsnsideblogs]

FCSU #91 Together Again

After what seemed like eons Farrah was at last to be reunited with her children. She awoke to find Lee on her doorstep. “We are being called to a center place.” Was all he said. The entire group was once again living together she was told. LeRoyce claimed this gathering had religious significance but the truth was he was running out of money and could no longer afford multiple properties. The group (minus Rachel) were now living in a tiny cabin in the woods of Windenburg. It was far too small for the amount of people living there. 

The first thing Farrah noticed was that Emma's eldest two daughters were missing. Vangie explained that LeRoyce had driven them out to another polygamous enclave to be married in exchange for brides for Lee and Roy, who now lived with their wives in tents behind the house. Emma was heartbroken. She never got to say goodbye to her dear Sincerity and Serenity. In the past Emma had been a fervent believer now she just seemed broken. 

Rachel was still gone and no one knew where she was sequestered. Once LeRoyce started running out of money Rachel simply moved to her own condo not far from Royce’s prison. There she lived quietly “repenting” but mostly just enjoying the peace and quiet. Farrah, who didn’t know this, was alarmed by her absence. Rachel and Maggie had always been the leaders amongst the wives. Now they were both missing in action. Mother Maggie was physically present but she seemed like a different person. She was forgetful and often angry because she didn’t recognize anyone she lived with. The other wives kept her mostly on bed rest but worried that she required more in-depth care.

As soon as she laid eyes on her daughters Farrah rushed to hug them. She couldn’t believe how they’d grown!. Hope and Faith were now teenagers and the oldest unmarried daughters left. They showed Farrah around the cabin, She, Evangeline and all the children would be sleeping in the cold, cramped cellar below the kitchen. LeRoyce, Emma and Maggie occupied the two bedrooms. The tiny cabin was quaint and kind of reminded Farrah of the Swamphouse. Here too the power seemed to fluctuate, leaving them in the dark for days on end sometimes. 

 LeRoyce came and went as he pleased, always muttering to himself. His brothers were wholly obsessed with their new wives and seemed detached from LeRoyce's machinations. As the women realized that LeRoyce was having money problems they began to knit clothing to sell online. Hopefully it would be enough to keep food on their plates. LeRoyce, despite seeming so busy, did not work. When he was home he spent his time holding a special “prayer class” for the girls or showing them videos of disturbing things like the Waco standoff.

From the cellar Evangeline and Farrah could hear the vile things he was teaching them. He claimed that each girl was put on this earth to worship him. There was little mention of a Prophet anymore, it was clear LeRoyce had seized power. He preached that no age was too young to marry, that the outside world was evil and if anyone dared stray, she would be killed in atonement. They were never to second guess or defy him. He also referred to the girls collectively as "my ladies" a term usually reserved for spouses. Just hearing him speak those words sent a shiver down Farrah’s spine. 

"We have got to get them out of here." Breathed Evangeline. Farrah was shocked. She'd never imagined Vangie of all people having thoughts like that. "He's going to marry them if we don't do something." Farrah nodded. She was playing by the rules for now, but looking for an opportunity to take her girls and run, seemed like Vangie was too. The girls themselves were aware of the danger they were in. They stuck as close to their mothers as possible. The oldest girls would accompany the younger ones everywhere, even to the bathroom, lest anyone be caught alone. Vangie, Farrah and the teens slept closest to the ladder at night. And the adults traded off keeping watch at night. 

Even the true believers were doubting LeRoyce's leadership. Hope still prayed and fasted often but Farrah noticed that she begged for deliverance for the Prophet and for things to go back to the way it was before. Emma was sullen and quiet. She'd bonded with her daughter-in-laws but clearly missed her own girls. Lee and Roy's wives were both expecting now and wanted to share this exciting time with their own families. They were also tired of sleeping in tents outside. The boys were obsessed with their brides and were inclined to listen to them.

It made total sense then, when early one morning Lee and Roy quietly loaded up their van with their meager possessions. Emma met with her remaining daughter, Joyful at the top of the ladder and they all made their way to the van together. They had to get away before sunrise. It would be easier to get lost in the dark. They sped away, successfully. By the time LeRoyce awoke, they were long gone. 

He was livid. He tore into Farrah and Evangeline, the two remaining wives. "Where are they? What did they tell you?" He screamed. The girls told him over and over that they didn't know and no one had talked to them about it. LeRoyce banned them from using any furniture or plumbing. He made them spend hours upon hours on their knees, praying for forgiveness. He grew more frantic as the pressures piled up.

[phillyzinefest]

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[oliviaderie]

Spending the afternoon drawing swamps in the sun. #art #illustration #sketches #sketchbook #artistoninstagram #digital#digitalillustration #digitalart #characterdesign #design #girlsinanimation #doodle #sketch #bluepencil #sketchbook #background #swamp #swamphouse #newproject #tree #house #backgrounddesign #coronawontstopus #coronawontstopme (at Lier, Belgium) https://www.instagram.com/p/B-mhan9jDd_/?igshid=1lhoi9lkaerfa

[immxralnumen]

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[kikoeart]

Witch's Home - still working Kikoeart.com

[kitcadoodle]

Little swamp house doodle

[baddquiltro]

I just *clench fist* love detail . . . . . #backgroundart #backgroundartist #digitalillustration #worldbuildingart #swamphouse #fantasybackground #backgroundartists (at Chile) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQq2XgfnTip/?utm_medium=tumblr

[mangor]

... the decrepit inn ...

[invizigothx]

lmaooo I've been doing all this web design stuff for swamphouse the past week and just today realized that the color/light settings on MY computer screen have been adjusted for My Special Fucked Up Eyes and so the colors I'm seeing are probably not "correct" so I went into the settings and temporarily restored the factory settings. and then tried to look at my computer and it went about as well as looking directly at the sun. so the colors for Swamphouse are going to be whatever they are bc I cannot be bothered to change them at this point!!

[nicoleales-art]

Excited to finally get a Best of Term at Gnomon along with a few of my Term mates! Yay! Crushing it like the Hulk... 💪🏻 #gnomonschool #3Dart #environmentart #swamphouse #gnomonbestofterm

[tat2artkid]

I got do do this radical Gold Skulltula Sunday at the Cincinnati Tattoo Arts Convention! Too late to enter tattoo of the day, but I dug the hell out of it. What do you think? #goldskulltula #zelda #ocarina #oot #spider #illustrative #inkwizard #monstersquad #ism #ect #villainarts #cincinnati #swamphouse #beastie #gerix #minion https://www.instagram.com/p/B17lymWnL_Y/?igshid=1ppv241hojteq

[hadesx3]

(Hardbody Jones)