In the stillness of dawn, a tiny glass train rolled silently along its unseen tracks. Not of steel, nor of steamâits body was pure transparency, revealing delicate gears and an aquatic pulse within. đđ
Passengers boarded in hushed amazement. Was it real? The seats shimmered like morning dew, the conductorâs voice echoed as if from afar. A goldfish swam through the control panel, flicking its tail to adjust speed. đđ
Outside, the world blurredâbridges faded into mist, houses flickered like old memories. Was this a dream? Or simply a place where dream and reality melted into one?
No one ever saw the train arrive. Yet, those who rode it never quite woke up the same⊠âšđ
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