The train chugged along the countryside, its rhythm soothing. Martin enjoyed the familiarity of the ride—the gentle sway of the cabin, the hum of the engine, and the way the tracks seemed to stretch endlessly toward the horizon.
The train’s momentum built as it moved further from the yard, cutting through stretches of farmland bathed in the golden glow of dawn. The rhythmic hum of the engine and the clatter of the wheels created a soothing soundtrack, one that Martin and Ethan had grown accustomed to over the years.