Anora quickly made her way up the flight of stairs and was quickly greeted by the cheerful question of the young woman Avis, much to the surprise of Anora.<br/><br/>“<span style="font-style: italic">Hey. Great view, isn’t it?</span>” She asked.<br/><br/>Anora paused for a second, one foot still on a lower step, before she continued.  Anora flashed a quick, fake smile in the general direction of Avis.  She remained as silent as the grave as she moved methodically from the central location of the stairs towards the edge of the room, stopping as her hand slowly began to slide upwards before resting on the inside panel of the glass.  A real smile quickly flashed from her face as she took in the sights flashing by before her eyes.  The train was indeed a fast method of travel.  She watched as countless trees passed by the carriage in blinding fashion.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Strangely so</span>."  She slowly whispered back, never taking her eyes off the forest before her as she spoke.  Anora was already homesick, even though she was just a few days removed from the forest.  She was beginning to miss the sound of the animals making music in the nights skies, and the sound of a gentle breeze whistling through the branches of the trees above her head.  She even missed the uncertainty that each day brought her, the constant threat of danger and the never ending fear of death around every tree.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Silly</span></span>."  She spoke softly to herself at the thought.  Here she was, standing on top of the pinnacle piece of technology that was slowly driving her work away and her chances of future employment down the drain, and all she could think of was the danger out on the road.  These trains were slowly replacing the traditional caravans, or so the masters would say.  Why risk life and limb on the open road when these strange mechanical beasts could deliver the cargo quicker and in a more safe fashion.  Bandits couldn't keep up with the speed of these trains and the risk associated with it meant that fewer guards would be needed.<br/><br/>Anora turned her attention away from those thoughts and towards Avis, though stopping short of giving her full undivided attention.  "<span style="font-style: italic">What brings <span style="font-weight: bold">you</span> up here?</span>"  She asked simply.  She was going to wait for a response when she suddenly heard an eerie sound, as if the mountains themselves groaned in pain in the distance.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">What is <span style="font-weight: bold">that</span>-</span>"  Anora started to ask in a quick, loud voice, yet the shaking of the cabin stole the words from her mouth.  Her hands quickly shot to the guard rail beneath the window but the sudden shaking brought about by the application of the brakes quickly rendered that action moot.  Her feet were stolen from underneath her, and she violently let out a shriek as she landed on her injured side.  She rolled down the carriage as it quickly began to decelerate before finally slamming into the far side of the room, the impact causing the class above her to form fractures in the shape of a spiders web.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Son of a <span style="font-weight: bold">Rthalli</span>.</span>"  She cursed under her breath as the train skidded to a stop.  "<span style="font-style: italic">What the fu-</span>" She began but the sudden appearance of a bright light source ahead of the train stole her train of thought.  She quickly grabbed hold of the railing and, with a quick grunt of pain, pulled herself up as the pain of the ordeal began to spread throughout her side.  Her head slowly turned towards the front direction of the train and her eyes grew wide with true fear.  A unnatural bright light was falling from the heavens, bringing with it shapes that resembled halos and runes.<br/><br/>Fear stayed in her eyes as she turned her head towards Avis and asked "<span style="font-style: italic">Are you alright?</span>"  Panting as she finished, with her hand on her injured side.