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Worlds Apart
Category: Fantasy
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The end.