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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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