Sunlight or moonlight, the train is always running, always going somewhere. I intend to not leave it behind. It seems to be the only way to get anywhere in this industrial town... city... country.

Now, it may seem foggy, - no pun intended- but I believe I have something that will work... I just hope this train is reliable enough that I can escape those brothers. And the hope that maybe I could stay on my own hooves. Be the sole hero... all while also being the product of those I hate the most.

What I was least expecting was lying in front of me, full-speed to the end of the tunnel.

Editing help: sevenofeleven.