I almost cry with relief until I realize that I am still shackled to the rock with no way out.
I stare out to the expanse of sea ahead with only my thoughts and the sound of waves crashing against me.
Is this how the Harp felt while it was under my family's palace?
Alone and emotionless?
Maybe a fate shackled with the Harp for the rest of my immortality would be better than this...
this horrible silence.
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A Tale of Golden Deceit
Short StoryIn the kingdom of Estrela, an immortal princess named Lara faces a dark and ancient force as she tries to fight for her freedom. A short story based on "The Harp of Erin" by Thomas Buchanan Read. I wrote this for my English class, so it doesn't hav...
