Deafening Whistle of the Ghost Train

Summary

Cover your ears when this ghost train streaks by  

Stats

~150 words, average reading time ~ 1-2 min

Rating

PG. Ghosts  

Tags

yokai, tsukumogami, ghosts, urban legends, short stories


  On nights when the full moon shines bright and the tracks are quiet with no lines running, a phantom train screams by faster than the speed of sound. It makes rounds to ferry those who died away from their home towns back to where their family and friends are. Then they can begin their journey to the afterlife.   When the train rolls past humans, its deafening whistle shrieks so they close their eyes and cover their ears. Then the sprits riding the train don't have to worry about those they know being distressed by seeing them dead.  
The train is a tsukumogami, an object yokai that came to life after it existed for over 100 years, of Japan's first train--Locomotive No. 1.
 
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Liminal Chronicles Series bookcover art by Odette.A.Bach and text by Amy Winters-Voss. Short story bookcovers by Amy Winters-Voss


Cover image: by Odette.A.Bach (Art), AWV (text)

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Author's Notes

There is no Japanese legend basis for this story, beyond the idea of the object yokai (tsukumogami). It was just a bit of fun to add to my Liminal Chronicles lore.   The deafening whistle idea came from my first ride on the 1880 train in Keystone, South Dakota. I remember the whistle clearly. Man it was loud. My brother was just a baby at the time and the whistle made him cry every time it sounded.


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Oct 7, 2024 04:04

I love this. I can see a train whistle like this being a modern version of a Loyal Ekhart (the entity that warns mortal passers-by of the Wild Hunt or other troops of spirits), and I love the reason the train exists for transporting people to their loved ones after they've passed on. It warms my heart.

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