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Stars and Dust
Category: Sci-Fi
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.