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The Highlander’s Quest
Category: Historical
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.