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Synthetic Dreams
Category: Sci-Fi
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.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.