1. Train Ride.
He sat quietly, alone.
The New England scenery flashed past, brushes of bright and mellowed green whipping across the window, as the rain hammered down on its plastic facade. In the distance, the turbulent clouds hovered ominously, shading the world with its gloomy gaze.
He thought quietly, alone.
The carriage was empty. Just another compartment where people come from point A to sit. When they get up again and leave, they will be at point B. It had the atmosphere of such places. Stripped of individuality, stripped of personality, stripped of warmth. Just another place where you wont stay for long. Stay just long enough to get where you need to go.
He sat quietly, alone.
The train groaned softly as it slowly slid into the station. The whistle of steam punctured the air as the the doors slowly moved open. A lone figure stepped out onto the deserted platform.
The train travelled into the distance.
And then he walked.
The New England scenery flashed past, brushes of bright and mellowed green whipping across the window, as the rain hammered down on its plastic facade. In the distance, the turbulent clouds hovered ominously, shading the world with its gloomy gaze.
He thought quietly, alone.
The carriage was empty. Just another compartment where people come from point A to sit. When they get up again and leave, they will be at point B. It had the atmosphere of such places. Stripped of individuality, stripped of personality, stripped of warmth. Just another place where you wont stay for long. Stay just long enough to get where you need to go.
He sat quietly, alone.
The train groaned softly as it slowly slid into the station. The whistle of steam punctured the air as the the doors slowly moved open. A lone figure stepped out onto the deserted platform.
The train travelled into the distance.
And then he walked.
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