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Forever and Always
Category: Romance
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
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.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The end.