On the Train - The Nasarij Part 15

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At first, Sima was worried about finding the right compartment. But it was only a few steps through the softly lit carriage—and there she was, surrounded by quiet luxury.
There was no need to present one of the special notes she had received from Valon, the scholar. Apparently, the staff had already been informed of her arrival. As soon as she sat down, she was politely addressed by name and asked if she would like to dine.

By now it had grown dark, and Sima could clearly feel how hungry she was. So she gratefully accepted the offer.

A glass roof stretched above her, through which she could gaze at the clear, starry sky. The stars twinkled like distant crystals, serene and timeless. A good wine, an exquisite meal—all served with such ease that she almost forgot how foreign this world still was to her.
For a moment, she didn't think about what lay ahead. Not about puzzles, not about responsibility, not about crystallized intelligence.
Just her, Flummy, the gentle roll of the train—and the stars.
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