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Synthetic Dreams
Category: Sci-Fi
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.