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Crown of Embers
Category: Fantasy
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.