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Worlds Apart
Category: Fantasy
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
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.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.