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Realm of Shadows
Category: Fantasy
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
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 fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.