“ Hell Has No Fury Like A Locomotive”1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡej717rfBOK 尼

A dark cloud moves across the moonlit pasture as in the distance a train whistle can be heard along forgotten tracks. 1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡcDn2g9w9cP 尼

The rails rusted through to the ballast. 1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡlqFGDODiYm 尼

These rails haven't seen a train in over a hundred years. 1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡY6vmutTeSy 尼

Yet a scream can be heard from the past, blasting through the clouds like a plow through soft soil. 1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1t3cVAAtQp 尼

Cries from the dead passengers can be heard among the fertile landscape once so green and basking in the moonlight, now so black, black as coal. 1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0wwqgFi2Jx 尼

The wind was so cool and mild with a bit of moisture mixed in, now hot as hellfire, and blistering heat and screams from the dead cut through the silent countryside. 1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡXVmPSQwmYK 尼

The locomotive screams like a Mayan death whistle. 1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡNFkhuuEfBo 尼

Nothing but fear in its wake, surrounding towns will hear when it's too late. 1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡgqymhTrbpW 尼

Nothing, but tragedy and fear can be remembered about that fateful day because Hell has No Fury Like A Locomotive some say. 1234 copyright protection846ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7GfEndJ0gf 尼

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