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The Heart of the Storm
Category: Fantasy
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The end.