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Crown of Thorns
Category: Historical
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
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 garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The end.