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Empire of Magic
Category: Fantasy
A knock at the door changed everything.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.