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The Highlander’s Quest
Category: Historical
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
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.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.