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The Starborn Mage
Category: Fantasy
A knock at the door changed everything.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.