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Stolen Glances
Category: Romance
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
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 end.