For today’s Three Things Challenge, the words are: train, voyage, dream.
It came out of the mist like a magical dragon breathing steam instead of fire.
Archie stood transfixed as it hissed to a standstill.
He could see the driver wiping his brow with a sooty handkerchief as the guard alighted from the carriages further down.
‘Come lad, no time to waste,’ his Granfer said, offering his hand to pull him up into the engine.
‘It’s so hot in here!’ Archie said.
‘Of course lad, got to stoke the boiler and get her to run. You can pull the whistle cord if you like!’
Archie pulled on the cord and a shrill whistle echoed on the air.
‘It’s wonderful! Can I do it again?’
His Granfer nodded, pleased to see Archie’s face aglow.
Another whistle blew, Granfer pulled on the levers, and they were away.
It was a perfect day, even more so as it would be the last they shared.
Nothing is impossible in a dream, thus Granfer and Archie explored the world.
They took a wondrous voyage to the moon and back, laced the stars on moonbeams as fairylights, replacing rain with angel dust. Cloudy skies were turned to candy floss, and the sun wore a happy smile. Their laughter echoed forever in his head, as did the memory of that final train ride all those years ago.
Every day Granfer awoke to face reality and accept that Archie would always be six.