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She rested in the ruin, the constant sound of the crows lulled her to sleep.
Keeping up the public façade was exhausting and her title no longer bestowed the power that used to enchant her so.
She accepted her time was over.
Satan ruled openly now, money was the way he kept score.
This story was written for Kat Myrman’s weekly challenge see link below: