No suitcase in hand and still wearing yesterday's clothes, she walked to the station taking short steps.
In Hometown, all residents were required to wear government-issued uniforms for mundane activities, one assigned for each day of the week, which means she risked being penalized for showing up without the purple Tuesday uniform — but she wasn't in the mental state that made her afraid of breaking the law.

 

With free rides for residents, this simple and effective station was purposefully built so everyone had it as close to their house as possible. The wooden structure was spacious, supported by parallel pillars made of an amalgamation of different crystal gemstones. It enjoyed a metal roof that, in summertime, turned one's waiting time into a barbecue simulation: Causing empathy towards the blood sausages and chorizos. At least there were more seats than possible passengers, so the pain could be endured while not making it harder for everyone else.

 

Luna arrived shortly before the train and joined the group's usual silence. The people chosen to live in the fields knew each other by now, yet the atmosphere suggested a strong lack of interest in small talk that everyone appreciated.

   Once on the train, the tall woman chose a seat, looking down. Influenced by the new emotions and severe lack of sleep, Luna eventually mustered enough bravery to drop the uninterested act and check who was traveling to town on such an average day. The farthest away from her were a couple, the latest addition to the Outlands. If love was anywhere to be found in the farming grounds, it was in their house.
Or they shared a wonderful friendship.
    A woman named Vanessa, around her seventies, sat across the couple. She was Luna's nearest neighbor. A life dedicated to the study of all plants. Thanks to this feat, authorities approved her request to live by herself. With her kind, patient heart, Vanessa was the reason the brunette held any knowledge of vegetable care, all taught via extensive letters. They often exchanged a basket of goodies, and the amateur's tomatoes eventually got the expert's approval!