ALARTSUJI
1894, London. A late boarding. A train in motion. A soul stirred by the sight of her - sunlight reflecting off green scenery onto her face, elegance wrapped in silence. He doesn't take his seat. He waits at the entrance, watching her until the light fades. She looks back. One second. A heart dropped.
As dusk fades to night, vapours rise. Rain pours. Moonlight touches sunflowers. He sees her asleep beside an old couple. Later, she wakes - and smiles. "Hello mister, can I join you?" His heart races faster than the train. She moves to his cabin. "Early sweat was for pressure. Now this sweat is for the join."
They sip coffee. Vapour between them. Silence becomes closeness. She notices his wet hair, offers her jacket. They walk through ten cabins, reaching the surreal backmost view. Lakes reflect the dreamsky. Her face glows in the moonlight. Their eyes lock. Silence spreads like deafness. A vapor forms. A kiss, with droplets from both their eyes.
Violin sounds rise. Lamps glow. They hold hands.
"I'm Wilson Charter."
"I'm Meryl Jones."
A story of unspoken love, narrated in vapor.
A soul journey by Sujith.