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The Starborn Mage
Category: Fantasy
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.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The end.