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The Starborn Mage
Category: Fantasy
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
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.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.