Nobody she knew, nobody who appeared out of place. Hard to believe that not much more than half a year ago, she’d sidled in here with Sean, escaping from inter-species violence. Now the place was calm and orderly. Bag in hand, she walked casually over to the train station where a train waited at the platform, ready to leave, its timetable coordinated with the shuttle. She climbed into a first class compartment with a number of other people, human and ptorix. Most of them would alight in Ullnish. The train pulled out, silent and smooth, into a Carnessan day. Allysha smiled to herself. This was home. The gravity felt right, the air tasted right. White clouds drifted on the horizon over the sea, far off to the left. The light had a different quality here, too. Everything was crisp and clean and well-defined, sharp almost. She stared out at the suburbs below the level of the train, here a human district, later a ptorix area, familiar and yet not. She’d never spent much time in Ullnish but the architecture was what she’d expect and the trees were the same as the ones she’d grown up with.
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