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Empire of Magic
Category: Fantasy
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.