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Realm of Shadows
Category: Fantasy
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
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.
The end.