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The Mars Protocol
Category: Sci-Fi
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.