Strength of a Rose

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Strength of a Rose

Rose gently arranged the flowers in a simple vase.

“Beautiful roses, for my Rose,” he said. “there is strength in their petals. Made of gold they are precious and will never fade or die, like my love for you.”

Pity the same could not be said for the wizard. They had fought and loved together for many years before he was killed.

Now, once a year on the blood wolf moon, she could summon back his spirit. At dawn, the spell would be broken and he would return to the underworld. Rose lit the candles and began the ritual.

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