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The Titan Engine
Category: Sci-Fi
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The end.