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The Highlander’s Quest
Category: Historical
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The end.