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Starship Horizon
Category: Sci-Fi
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The end.