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Worlds Apart
Category: Fantasy
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
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.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.