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The Lost Kingdom
Category: Fantasy
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
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 end.