Last Train Home

[Hoovyking]

On a certain train ride home, a nigh-mythical sight is beheld. 

Flying in the sky is a machine, clad in all white after years of extensive work and modification. Almost unrecognizable to it's original inception. It hovers near a certain window to a certain commander, and does the unthinkable.

It salutes. 

With the beat of wings made from pure levin, it departs. Yet, some passengers feel a presence leave something behind. A small echo, a parting gift for that pilot's father manifesting as whispers psionic.

"Love you, Dad. 

I'll see you in a bit. I've still got some lessons to teach."

That machine, dubbed as the "White Doll", vanishes. 

It's job finished, at least in the hands of it's original creator. Though, it would not return with the train.

It was never a Barsburgian invention, anyway.