Chapter 0:

Prologue

Expiry


The train goes wherever it pleases. Through mountains and valleys under the dusky sun and somber skies. From the wreckage of the still smoldering aircraft to the twisted mess of battlefields whose names no one will remember, the train goes wherever it goes. And we are carried along with it. Like spirits skimming the earth we pass silently along the rails, the landscape rushing around us in a gray blur. The world goes on, everyone merely spectators being spirited about. With absolutely no permanence at all we live and die. Carrying far less weight than smoke. 

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Expiry


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