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Neon Horizon
Category: Sci-Fi
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.