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The Lost Dynasty
Category: Historical
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.