

End of the LineThe train rattled on into the darkness. At each stop, the doors opened and flooded the carriage with fake looking light; turning everything it touched a sickly yellow. It was dark outside the train window; the few stars that glittered in the sky were covered by huge black clouds like a smoky haze.End of the Line
It continued to speed on.
She sat on one of the hard, low seats, covered in itchy brown material. Her head pressed up against the cool window. The train lights suddenly turned off. She smiled, everything looked better in the dull blue light, almost more real.
Nothing had seemed real lately, everything was a whi
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NjaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaKssssss...
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Skal sjekke ut ditt galleri nueh, yep.
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