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Worlds Apart
Category: Fantasy
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.