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The Starborn Mage
Category: Fantasy
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
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 end.