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The Dragon’s Hoard
Category: Fantasy
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.