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Beauty in the grave

Chapter 3 Her Father's Grave

Word Count: 815    |    Released on: 18/05/2025

the mountain

ay, hidden behind clo

ought she'd r

ut

ght in fro

Bigger than sh

ooked smal

jagged, like deep sca

o the top lik

feel like

ike it was

loser, the forest

, even though the

lost the

way, showing pale,

ing m

. No wind

e forest was ho

epped on

rp and dry, lik

tasted

. Met

hing in som

der said. He he

froze, growling low in

ead. His voice was q

er fingers curling around

ged to he

re it e

o make her

ke something was staring

just ahead. It was sealed long ago-with fire, bon

thudded. "But

dn't a

ttle shake. Stones ro

mewhere nearby, li

n stepped fr

r long white braid dr

e and blank but so

d ahead, n

en," she said. "Ev

ste

list

bi

wi

buzz

thi

brea

teady br

ot fro

m anythi

se on her arms

there?" sh

ook at her. "Not wh

d walking

one fo

ath wa

slid under

nd their legs lik

, the trees

ntain ha

a st

est tig

sn't a

as a

art, like it had been rip

dges. Br

ng had forced

r

nside wasn'

as cr

ground, tasting ev

nted to

feet ke

e. "The barrier's gone. Now

endant tighter.

"They were once with u

hey re

ath touched

fli

saw something stone, covered in d

epped f

exander said, r

e didn'

t beside

metal. It was a

the ground like

hed the d

chest

inside he

here your

body, His

g to, she reach

rapped arou

s cold

around her

standing in the mist, wo

rned beh

es ho

ws clo

sealing

everythi

filled

of the swo

whispered. "He l

. "Yes. And now..

ist ri

g moved i

all, it didn't w

d eyes

steppe

pounded i

omehow, it had

een in he

followed

hot against her skin

d dropped it. The f

r pulled

"You have to choos

at the sword

t rusted

had

abbed t

led

came

ound tr

ist sc

stoo

ds were

art was

running,

g in the mist

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