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Winds of Destiny
Category: Fantasy
A knock at the door changed everything.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.