The Last Midnight Train

Ernesto ran along the damp platform, his heart beating strongly in his chest. The doors of the last carriage of the midnight train were beginning to slide slowly shut.

The Carriage of Crossed Paths

Upon managing to jump inside, he found himself in a quiet and empty compartment. During the journey, Ernesto understood that sometimes life's rush makes us forget that the most important destination is not where we are going, but with what peace we travel inside.

"Do not fear missing the train of the past; sometimes, missing it is the only way to board the carriage of your own future."
— Delia Iaboni