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The Lost Dynasty
Category: Historical
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.