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The Last Colony
Category: Sci-Fi
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.