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Realm of Shadows
Category: Fantasy
A knock at the door changed everything.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.