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Winds of Destiny
Category: Fantasy
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.