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The Highlander’s Quest
Category: Historical
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A knock at the door changed everything.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.