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Neon Horizon
Category: Sci-Fi
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.