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The Highlander’s Quest
Category: Historical
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.