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The Lost Kingdom
Category: Fantasy
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.