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A Quiet Place to Die
Category: Thriller
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.