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The Rift
Category: Sci-Fi
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The end.