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Stars and Dust
Category: Sci-Fi
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.