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Realm of Shadows
Category: Fantasy
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.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
A knock at the door changed everything.
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.
The end.