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The Mars Protocol
Category: Sci-Fi
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.