Someone had told him that the train headed for his destiny would be waiting on track nº5. So he waited atop the hill, and no sooner than later a gigantic red behemoth halted to a hover. A low humming sound filled the station and shook uneasy hearts. Their time has come.
Photoshop and Painter IX, 6 hours. lots of lighting and perspective mistakes. But i hope it is at the very least... moody.