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The Heart of the Storm
Category: Fantasy
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.