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The Mars Protocol
Category: Sci-Fi
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.