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Neon Horizon
Category: Sci-Fi
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.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The end.