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,,,===¤¤¤¤ ¤¤¤¤===,,,
,:==*¤¤¶## 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? #¤¤¤¤*==:,
,:==*¤¤¤¶¶ ¶¶¤¤¤*==:,
,:==*¤¤¤¶# = #¶¤¤¤*==:,
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,:==*¤¤¶¶¶ ¶¶¶¤¤*==:,
,::==***¤¤ (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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