They've been having weirdly vivid dreams lately.

A black and vast black starscape, empty apart from occasional asteroids.

A dense and welcoming forest under a sky of rainbow stars.

A strange, electric city, with trains and canals, and parkour couriers on the rooftops.

A locomotive, waiting in a dark station, out of the way, ready to fly across the sky or dive the seas.

A fathomless ocean, populated by sirens, nearly empty of land.

It's all so detailed. Far richer than their dreams ever are.

They've been having a tiring time at work. It's tedious, and they don't really feel like it's going anywhere. They don't have any serious relationships, don't have anyone to do any of this for, and it all just feels pointless.