Status Updates From Night on the Galactic Railroad

“He went outside, and there were the hills lined up beneath a bright blue sky, rising as fresh and clean as though they’d just been made.”

“From a gap in the ragged, gleaming clouds to the west, the red rays of the setting sun slanted down on the mossy plain, and the swaying fronds of pampas grass shone like white fire.”

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