The train station was empty when the crew arrived. Lilac Horizon was an old gem of the City, lavishly decorated in a crisp snow white and soft touches of gold and lilac. It hadn’t been used in years, with the exception of Dreamweaver Inc’s most immersive games. Normally there was just one train sitting outside, waiting patiently for passengers who would never come, but today there was another. It was out of place in the station with its glossy black body, an enormous red and gold dragon on the front, and its name, written in brilliant gold on the side, Tomorrow’s Darling. It dwarfed the resident, Promise, but the crew supposed it would have to in order to carry all their things.
Lucinda watched the people around her carefully, paying particular attention to anyone who noticed the tiny gold fragments floating around the train’s wheels. “It’s not everyday they bind a train.” She whispered to her brother. “They don’t want it to be seen?”
“I suppose not.” But his attention was elsewhere entirely. The crew was mostly human, the 12 from the other night were not. There were three more not quite so human members, but they couldn’t sense the magic dancing in the breeze like the Williams twins could. Judging from the wary looks the humans gave them, Julian was now certain something else was going on with the Faire. “15 City Born Residents, that’s not normal.”
“It never is when there’s more than two.” She took her turn sizing up the other 13. Hector stood out, with his faded green suit and his bowler hat. He looked like he was trying very hard to not be noticed but his shadow seemed to stretch on behind him. Lucinda turned to Tully, a young girl, probably their age, with short purple hair and wide grey blue eyes. She was sketching furiously in a notebook, muttering to herself about things collapsing. There was nothing particularly unusual about her except light seemed drawn to her, like the halo around a candle’s flame. Where were the others though?
There were quite a few people in the station. Some had already been written off as faceless, nameless hanger ons, but most carried the spark that Adelaide’s Faire needed. The air felt more electric around them, and their eyed had a gleam of mischief. The strangest crowd you ever could see, with several dressed in stand out, head to toe costumes and others in simple sweats and light hoodies.
While the Williams twins made note of their company, Charles was receiving a lecture from Michelle and Thomas. They were giddy with excitement as if they were young children. “We told you it was real.”
“That’s all you brought?” He changed the subject turning to her one tiny bag. She nodded.
“I know, how unladylike of me. This bag has everything I need though.”
The train let out a burst of steam suddenly and the sound echoed endlessly through the empty halls of the station. The door to the first passenger car swung open with a mighty force and a man dressed in an all white dandy outfit completely with white wig and hat stepped out to greet the crowd.
“Good morning and welcome to Adelaide’s Faire. I am so pleased you all could make it.” Excitement rippled and rose through the crowd. “I should inform you, I am not Franco White.”
Though it did not matter much, because they knew not who to expect, the disappointment was heavy in the station.