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Empire of Magic
Category: Fantasy
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.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The end.