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The Lost Dynasty
Category: Historical
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.