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Stars and Dust
Category: Sci-Fi
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.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The end.