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Neon Horizon
Category: Sci-Fi
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.