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Winds of Destiny
Category: Fantasy
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
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 sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.