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Empire of Magic
Category: Fantasy
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
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.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.