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The Last Crusade
Category: Historical
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.