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Synthetic Dreams
Category: Sci-Fi
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.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.