,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# train dream #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ######,,,,~~~~,,##################### ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# ::: #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ~ ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# ~ #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# (situation) #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# you find yourself in a rift - a #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## clearing, narrow but immeasurably long. ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# to your sides are walls made of trees, #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## thick and ready to swallow you. the sun ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# is nowhere to be seen, but nontheless #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## it is very bright - the air feels light ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# blue, almost white. #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# along the span of the clearing lay two #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## parallel silvery lines, dark hard ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# metal. somehow you can see how heavy #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## they are. ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## they emit a high pitched whine... ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ~ ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# ,,*,, #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ~ ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## (situation) ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## youre at the train station, on a ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# catwalk above the rails. your train is #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## late, or you are late to the train. ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# it's a summer afternoon and the station #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## is busy, full of relaxed confidence. ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## you're in high spirits, although a bit ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# stressed about the time, while moving #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## up the stairs to your platform. the ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# station is in several levels, all #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## placed within eachother by some ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# intelligent designer, and full of #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## stairs, elevators, shortcuts, ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# bazaars... you sight your train through #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## some glass windows. it's... not where ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# it's supposed to be? #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# ~ #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ~~§~~ ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# ~ #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# (situation) #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# you're finally entering the city. while #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## it is indeed a very high speed train ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# you're traveling in, the journey has #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## been long. but it's about to end! ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## society is growing denser around you, ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# through the windows you see first small #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## shacks, built of metal and stone, then ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# proper houses with mortar to keep them #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## together... who in turn make way for ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# the industrial buildings, the urban #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## maze, protective walls, jungle ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# network... #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# the tracks leave the ground, which is #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## needed for other purposes. you are ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# carried gently, curving upwards until #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## you're moving upward along the wall of ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# a building. it's made of slabby stone, #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## with great glassless window holes ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# looking out the way you came. it is #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## pitch black inside. ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
,~~:*§£@## ##@£§*:~~,
,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,
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,,~~:*§£@# #@£§*:~~,,