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Viking Blood
Category: Historical
A knock at the door changed everything.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
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.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The end.