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... and as we swayed with the momentum, instead of rousing – Adalia slipped from my shoulder – landing as a soft clump of silver-grey atop my lap, then somewhere behind the thick bundle of hair and lethargy, I heard her begin to stir slightly, whispering almost begrudgingly...
“Trains... are... evil...”
Then like a warning to fill hearts with dread and ears with ringing, a blaring horn sounded off far in the distance, the air resonating with its ominous grating melody... and Adalia s ...
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