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Synthetic Dreams
Category: Sci-Fi
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The end.