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Synthetic Dreams
Category: Sci-Fi
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.