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Empire’s Fall
Category: Historical
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
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.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.