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###§*†/-~, train dream ,~-/†*§###
@****†/-~, ######,,,,~-~~,,##################### ,~-/†****@
@§†/~,,,,, /// ,,,,,~/†§@
##@§*†/-~, - ,~-/†*§@##
#@**/~,,,, - ,,,,~/**@#
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§†--,,,,,, (situation) ,,,,,,--†§
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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. ,~-/†*§@##
##@§*†/-~, ,~-/†*§@##
@§§*†-,,,, 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... ,~-/†*§@##
#@**/---~, ,~---/**@#
###§*†/-~, - ,~-/†*§###
##@§*†/-~, ,,†,, ,~-/†*§@##
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@*/-~,,,,, (situation) ,,,,,~-/*@
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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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###§*†/-~, - ,~-/†*§###
@§§†-~~~,, ~~*~~ ,,~~~-†§§@
##@§*†/-~, - ,~-/†*§@##
@§***†/-~, ,~-/†***§@
§†/~,,,,,, (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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