Flash Fiction: Choo-choo

The train choo-chooed through the wilderness, weaving up and down, dodging trees. The gentle rocking waves soothing. The windows blurred with green, in time with the wheels in motion. 

The vehicle approached the end of the track. Doom neared. Her wheels departed from the tracks and launched in the air. What goes up must fall down. An eerie silence filled the cabins as wings flapped and guided passengers to the ground. Cheers erupted. 

“The Fairy Express has reached Earth. We hope you enjoy your stay. Remember to keep your healing potions near, human folk can be temperamental. Play at your discretion.”