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The Mars Protocol
Category: Sci-Fi
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
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 end.