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Winds of Destiny
Category: Fantasy
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A knock at the door changed everything.
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.
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.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.