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The Silk Road
Category: Historical
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.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.