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The Romanov Diary
Category: Historical
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The end.