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The Heart of the Storm
Category: Fantasy
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
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.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The end.