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The Lost Kingdom
Category: Fantasy
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The end.