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Moonlight Serenade
Category: Romance
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.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The end.