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Neon Horizon
Category: Sci-Fi
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
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 end.