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As I sit here in the Park, under the lamplight.
I'm just pondering when the slow rising of a passing train enters through Tingle Wood and out into the field.
I pause and look up and wait.
The sound starts to escalade into what a Titan might sound like as it made its way, crashing through the trees.
It continued to pass by my far right around to the front of me far ahead.
I could see the lamp-lit coast of the field, which was more like a hill, and beyond; the top of the silhouette which was the hill.
Beyond that I could see, in the distance, the tops of street lamps behind a thin line of trees.
By this point the train had begun its clockwork howling of the horns of which are the kind that are most common with trains.
I could see beyond the street lamps just to make out the approaching engines roaring along with the blaring horns, louder than ever.
As I was watching the passing box cars, I could only hear its sounds.
I had begun to hear the distant sound of a thousand echoes moving across the town.
Then is subsided.
And was gone.
Even after I could hear the dogs barking again, the echoes still rang clearly far away.
Then all I could hear were the dogs and I started to feel the cold.
Even now the cold and my breath are all I can hear.
It seemed to last only a moment when I was certain that it must have been 3 or 4.
I'm just pondering when the slow rising of a passing train enters through Tingle Wood and out into the field.
I pause and look up and wait.
The sound starts to escalade into what a Titan might sound like as it made its way, crashing through the trees.
It continued to pass by my far right around to the front of me far ahead.
I could see the lamp-lit coast of the field, which was more like a hill, and beyond; the top of the silhouette which was the hill.
Beyond that I could see, in the distance, the tops of street lamps behind a thin line of trees.
By this point the train had begun its clockwork howling of the horns of which are the kind that are most common with trains.
I could see beyond the street lamps just to make out the approaching engines roaring along with the blaring horns, louder than ever.
As I was watching the passing box cars, I could only hear its sounds.
I had begun to hear the distant sound of a thousand echoes moving across the town.
Then is subsided.
And was gone.
Even after I could hear the dogs barking again, the echoes still rang clearly far away.
Then all I could hear were the dogs and I started to feel the cold.
Even now the cold and my breath are all I can hear.
It seemed to last only a moment when I was certain that it must have been 3 or 4.