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The Highlander’s Quest
Category: Historical
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.