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Crown of Thorns
Category: Historical
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
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.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.