Wandering Line

Maybe, if you’re lucky enough, as you walk through a field or in a forest, you’ll feel a different kind of breeze blow as a set of train tracks magically assembles itself in a rush of wood, stones, and steel. Within a few minutes, a train stop comes together in a clatter of planks, walls, and window panes. A minute or so later, spirits begin to gather, checking their tickets or idly reading a paper on a bench.

Then, the Wandering Line emerges from the invisible, gliding along its tracks and coming to a stop. A conductor hops out of the train and with a measure of patience and insistence, gets everyone on board right as the doors close. The train then pulls away from the depot and vanishes into the Spirit Realm, leaving behind only the breeze and two steel rails that are already beginning to fade.