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Midnight Confessions
Category: Romance
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.