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Sword of Destiny
Category: Historical
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The end.