Train

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'One day you realise your youth has passed you by and the train's left, if you see what I mean.'

'There's always another train. Always.'

Come from among the Dead

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He felt the warm on his skin and slowly recovered the feeling in his feet, hands and arms. The pain came later, like a slow but unstoppable tide. Around him, hushed voices of women murmured blurred words. They removed the few rags that still clung to him. Cloths soaked in warm water and camphor caressed his naked, broken body with infinite gentleness.