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The Eternal Flame
Category: Fantasy
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The end.