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Crown of Embers
Category: Fantasy
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
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.
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.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The end.