Skip to content
The Medici Secret
Category: Historical
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
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.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The end.