He was rowing me across a body of water in a small wooden boat. A faceless man, he was an assassin by trade, I overheard someone say. The water was calm and I felt equally calm at heart. When we reached the other side, the man simply vanished into thin air. I sat there a while as the boat rocked gently from side to side, occasionally banging against the dock. Then I grabbed the oars and rowed back to where I came from.
Back on this side of shore, wedding preparations were under way. I was to be the reluctant bride marrying a man I had never met before. I regretted leaving in the land of Hades to come back to this.
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