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Stars and Dust
Category: Sci-Fi
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.