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The Eternal Flame
Category: Fantasy
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.