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Realm of Shadows
Category: Fantasy
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
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.
The end.