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Beyond the Veil
Category: Fantasy
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.