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Beneath the Surface
Category: Thriller
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The end.