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The Starborn Mage
Category: Fantasy
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.