&&%***†~~, ,~~†***%&&
@@&&%*†~~, ,~~†*%&&@@
@&&*~,,,,, ,,,,,~*&&@
##@&%*†~~, ,~~†*%&@##
&&%*~~~,,, ,,,~~~*%&&
###&%*†~~, 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. ,~~†%&@###
##@&%*†~~, ,~~†*%&@##
##@&%*†~~, ,~~†*%&@##
##@&%*†~~, ,~~†*%&@##
##@&%*†~~, ,~~†*%&@##
##@&%*†~~, ,~~†*%&@##