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The Starborn Mage
Category: Fantasy
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.