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Beyond the Veil
Category: Fantasy
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
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.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.