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The Lost Dynasty
Category: Historical
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
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 morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.