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*†~-,,,,,, Train Dream ,,,,,,-~†*
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###%*†~-,, 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. ,,,,,,-~†*
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~-,,,,,,,, Along The Span Of The Clearing Lay Two ,,,,,,,,-~
†~-,,,,,,, Parallel SilverY Lines, Dark Hard ,,,,,,,-~†
*†~-,,,,,, Metal. Somehow You Can See How Heavy ,,,,,,-~†*
%*†~-,,,,, They Are. ,,,,,-~†*%
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##%*†~-,,, They Emit A High Pitched Whine... ,,,-~†*%##
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†~-,,,,,,, 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. ,,,,,-~†*%
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##%*†~-,,, 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? ,,,,,,,,-~
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###%*†~-,, 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! ,,,,,-~†*%
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†~-,,,,,,, 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... ,,-~†*%###
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###%*†~-,, 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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