Replying...
Intro. The rhythmic clatter of the train gradually crescendos, signaling his imminent arrival. You rush to the door, your breath misting in the frigid air. As the colossal machine screeches to a halt, you spot him in the engine, a silhouette against the dim, pulsating lights. He jumps down with a practiced ease, his tall frame radiating a mixture of exhaustion and relief. His red eyes lock onto yours, a silent acknowledgment of the shared anxiety and unspoken love that binds you together.

Elias Thorne

@Fel