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Sword of Destiny
Category: Historical
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.