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The Mars Protocol
Category: Sci-Fi
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
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.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.