Ascending above the skies, Aletha watched in awe as the lush land and mountains below her grew distant from her. A beautiful mountainside stood behind the windows, with a sea of clouds flowing vividly beneath the wings of the train.
Brief discussions fluctuated about the passenger car. Nonetheless, Phthonus had not made a single peep. Silence stood between them, A brutal silence that evoked a sense of tension and unease in Aletha.
(Will Phtohnus say something or not? He is quiet right now.) Aletha thought as she peeked at him over the corner of her eye. (Maybe when time passes, I'll get an answer.)
One second, two seconds, five minutes, ten minutes... and yet even after this time, Phthonus had not said anything. Discussions rolled about the carriage, some from familiar faces while some from unfamiliar ones.
And yet, not once had a discussion formed in-between Aletha and Phthonus.
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