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The Lost Kingdom
Category: Fantasy
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 map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.