The Night Train

Weeks ago in a shaded corner of the city, the unfamiliar sight of a train station suddenly appeared. With a single carriage guarded by a silent and strange creature, the train sits on the tracks ready to drive straight into a thick and heavy cloud of fog. Unable to follow the tracks or talk to guard, the city wishes this train investigated by professionals before curious commons take the unknown journey.
Two groups of guild folk bravely rode the train. It took them (mostly) safely through the dark, flat expanse that is the Night Country, and arrived at an ash covered landscape overlooking the fallen Kingdom of Rhye, known as the Survivors Fields.
The train can currently take guild members to the survivors plains, or it can take them to either Rhye 100 years ago when using the lens of today, or to the present day if they use the lens of tomorrow.

The Night Train Nursery Rhyme

At the old train station night falls down,
The folks go home and leave an empty town,
Tell, if all are in sleeps domain,
Who is it that rides the night train?

There are the same three riders every night,
Each one bad tempered, and each one can smite,
But if you follow the rules three,
Then tomorrows sun you might yet see.

The Coward is full of well-deserved shame,
Carries the pain of unreasonable blame,
‘It’s not your fault, It’s not your fault’,
To reassure them lest they bolt,

The Traitor overflows with endless greed,
They gave their friends for not even a need,
Pay them with gold, Don’t turn your back,
Their guilty minds will attack,

The mislead is oh so certain of all,
It’s all deserved, the pain, the end, the fall,
They will try to send you back,
So lie or be thrown on the track.