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Fractured Lives
Category: Thriller
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The end.