she came from the fog

She came from the fog. I saw her on the tracks, underneath the powerlines crackling with electricity. 

I was awestruck, and she knew about it.

A short story about yearning for the city, written entirely on a train. she came from the fog can be read on its own, or preceeded with the first part of the Car 13, Seat 26 project, the train will always pass you by.