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The Samurai’s Honor
Category: Historical
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
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 sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
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 end.