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Crown of Embers
Category: Fantasy
A knock at the door changed everything.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke 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.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.