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Synthetic Dreams
Category: Sci-Fi
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.