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A Love Rekindled
Category: Romance
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.