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The Titan Engine
Category: Sci-Fi
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.