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Neon Horizon
Category: Sci-Fi
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.