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The Starborn Mage
Category: Fantasy
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.