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Beneath the Surface
Category: Thriller
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
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.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.