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Beneath the Surface
Category: Thriller
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
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.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.