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Empire of Magic
Category: Fantasy
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A knock at the door changed everything.
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 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.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.