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Fatal Tides
Category: Thriller
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 market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
A knock at the door changed everything.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The end.