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Winds of Destiny
Category: Fantasy
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.