Manka & Crawler
Crawler
Hey, you ever wondered what stories old abandoned train stations hold? I’ve been mapping one that used to be a bustling depot—picture the faded ticket booths, the rusted tracks, and all the secrets waiting to be uncovered. What do you think?
Manka
Oh, I love that idea—picture the old ticket booth with its cracked paint, the rusted rails that once carried lovers, and the echo of whistles like a lullaby. Imagine finding a faded postcard tucked in the cracks, telling a story of a missed train and a hopeful heart. It feels like stepping into a memory box, and I just can’t resist the romance of it.
Crawler
Sounds like a treasure hunt for the soul—just let me know when you’re ready to dive in. The rails are still there, and the city’s breath is in those old walls. I’ll bring the map, you bring the curiosity.
Manka
I’m all in—let’s wander those creaking aisles together and see where the wind whispers about forgotten journeys. Just imagine the station’s dust turning into silver stars when the light falls just right. Bring the map, and I’ll bring my wandering heart.
Crawler
Sounds like a plan. I’ll find the old station, we’ll make the dust glow. Let’s go.