Quiet Star Series: An Epilogue.
The train going north The train left the city just after dawn, cutting through mist and silence. Outside, the sky was washed in pale gold, the kind of light that made the world look half-dreaming. She found her seat by the window, tucked her bag beneath the chair, and exhaled. When the conductor announced the next stop, she looked up and saw him. He moved the same way he always had, precise but…
















