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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.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
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.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.