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Fatal Tides
Category: Thriller
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
A knock at the door changed everything.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.