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Bliss was the most prominent feeling, along with excitement, that this journey provoked in me. For the first time, I'd be travelling down the Scottish hills towards Edinburgh. I had heard of the weather being milder there, so I supposed it would be a relief from this piercing cold wind at the north of this country.
A breeze brushed what was visible of my face underneath the endless layers of wool and I knew rain was approaching. I stepped onto the train, and the railway station vanished. I found myself standing on a red carpeted floor, people's voices flowing through my ears while jazz music in the background made me feel as if I were at home.
"Have you found your seat, Miss?
A soft voice tickled my ears.
"Yes, Thank you"
I walked down the aisle and found my seat, right next to the window. Just a crystal through which I'd be able to get carried away by the neverending green hills of Scotland. Sinking in the puffy warm seat, I sensed how the voices dimmed into the background, and the be