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The Mars Protocol
Category: Sci-Fi
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
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 fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The end.