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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. #&&***;~:¨
¨:~;;***&# #&***;;~:¨
¨:~;**&### 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! #*;;:¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨:~;*& &*;~:¨¨¨¨¨
¨:~;;;**&# 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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