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The Lost Dynasty
Category: Historical
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The end.