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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.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The end.