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Moonlight Serenade
Category: Romance
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
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.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The end.