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Empire of Magic
Category: Fantasy
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.