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The Cold Trail
Category: Thriller
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
A knock at the door changed everything.
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.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The end.