Aurora-bound and Drifting

Above a snow-covered world where silence reigns, a translucent train glides through the night sky. Its cars bend like ribbons of light, trailing behind the locomotive as if woven from the aurora itself. Green and pink waves shimmer overhead, dancing beside the convoy but never quite becoming it. Below, the frozen land reflects their glow, a quiet witness to this spectral journey. Inside the train, shadowed passengers drift toward forgotten realms, carried by color, memory, and magic.