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Empire’s Fall
Category: Historical
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.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
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 had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.