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Crown of Embers
Category: Fantasy
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.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A knock at the door changed everything.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
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.