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A Quiet Place to Die
Category: Thriller
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The end.