Skip to content
The Lost Kingdom
Category: Fantasy
A knock at the door changed everything.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The end.