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The Mars Protocol
Category: Sci-Fi
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.