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Sword of Destiny
Category: Historical
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.