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Submitted to Contest #302
The wind whispered secrets through the tall pine trees as Elara stumbled upon the old, rusted key. It was half-buried beneath a patch of damp moss, glinting in the fading light like a shard of forgotten history. She knelt, brushing dirt from its intricate carvings. They looked ancient, symbols she didn’t recognize—circles within triangles, a crescent moon beneath a crooked star. "Where do you belong?" she murmured to the key, though she half-expected no answer. She hadn't planned to wander this far. She’d only meant to clear her head, to esc...
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