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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 ,,,,,,,,»:
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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 ,,,,,,,,»:
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@¤¤§:»,,,, Stairs, ElevatorS, ShortcutS, ,,,,»:§¤¤@
#@¤¤§:»,,, Bazaars... You Sight Your Train Through ,,,»:§¤¤@#
##@¤¤§:»,, Some Glass Windows. It'S... Not Where ,,»:§¤¤@##
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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 ,,,,,,,,,»
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#@¤¤§:»,,, Carried Gently, Curving Upwards Until ,,,»:§¤¤@#
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#@¤¤§:»,,, A Building. It'S Made Of Slabby Stone, ,,,»:§¤¤@#
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