Old trains made noise, this much was certain. But this one, this one made music. The train lumbered along with its creaks, groans, and rattles, forming an unexpected rhythm that lulled its riders to sleep soon after it pulled away from their station. Even the conductor barely stayed awake. He managed, long enough to collect the tickets, or sell them, as the case warranted. Now and again a traveller would board wide-eyed, confused, a look he knew well, and he would pause long enough to explain where they were headed. If they didn’t like it, and protested just so, he … Continue reading Lullaby