Skip to content
The Highlander’s Quest
Category: Historical
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The end.