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Stars and Dust
Category: Sci-Fi
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.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.