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The Hiding Place
Category: Thriller
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.
A knock at the door changed everything.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The end.