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Starship Horizon
Category: Sci-Fi
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.