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  1. Public Bookmark 63

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    Sunday's eyes are fixed on the piano. He can't explain why, but something about it is captivating.

    It's been a very long time since Sunday's played piano.

    "Uh, Passenger Sunday?" the Conductor repeats, and Sunday blinks, stiffening as he glances down to meet their eyes, widened slightly in expectation.

    "I - sorry," he stammers, clasping his hands together before him in an effort to keep him from tugging his feathers. "I was just - I didn't know there was a piano aboard the Express."

    Pom-Pom glances back at it, a small sigh leaving their lips. "Ah, yes," they say, shaking their head. "That old thing... it belonged to Akivili, many years ago."

    They say this in the same tone one might say we found it on the side of the road amongst the trash and not this instrument belonged to the long-dead Aeon of the Trailblaze.

    The crew of the Astral Express, as Sunday quickly learns, love music.

    Or: five times Sunday played piano for a Nameless, and once he played for someone else.

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    14 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 46

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    The crew returns to Belobog for a holiday. They find a hotel in the middle of a snowfield where no hotel should be. It's perfect, almost unnervingly so.
    But it's warm, and Sunday is very, very cold.
    The Baroness has an unfortunate track record of not letting its guests leave. The express crew have an unfortunate track record of not noticing when something is trying to kill them. (the Trailblazer tries to eat the furniture at some point.)

    And Sunday falls asleep without meaning to, the gentle tides of sleep sweeping in, bringing him to rest amidst the embrace of a silent dark.

    The Baroness doesn't let go of its guests, but the Astral Express doesn't let go of each other.

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    09 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 45

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    With a disappointed sigh, he reached over and indignantly swung the curtains shut, as if the very presence of the daylight itself offended him. However, the sun was insulted by his carelessness and mischievously shone brighter, so that it could put on a show through his open blinds. He guessed he deserved that one.

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    18 Dec 2024

  4. Public Bookmark 6

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    (For the record this was written by Starlaxia not me I just did the art and music) And it’s silent for a moment, two moments. Uncomfortable silence. What was there to say? Conversation didn't come easy anymore, not like it did back then.

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    21 Dec 2023

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