Railway Reverie

Whenever she travelled by train, it felt like slipping into a secret passageway.

In the city, she got glimpses of people’s backyards — trampolines, laundry lines, garden gnomes. She could tell who had kids, who kept dogs and who loved to garden. She saw families at dinner, cats getting into mischief. A moment of someone else’s world, seen in passing before the train moved on.

Long-distance journeys were even more magical. Vast stretches of wilderness rolled by, untouched and endless, except for two iron rails and one lone train weaving through the silence. This part of the country could only be seen from the train. Sometimes, it felt like she was the first to see it.

She glanced around the carriage. Others were reading, scrolling, chatting.

Did they even notice?

Maybe the magic was just for her.

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Story created from a photo prompt by Story Lamp Reviews.

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