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Synthetic Dreams
Category: Sci-Fi
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.