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Empire of Magic
Category: Fantasy
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.