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Love Beyond Time
Category: Romance
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.