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Stars and Dust
Category: Sci-Fi
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.