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Ember’s Rendezvous
Ember arrived at the jam-packed Cloud Nine station as the late afternoon sun dropped behind the horizon. Her attention, though, was drawn to the colorful surroundings of the site. This was where the Bird’s Eye Pass Bridge rose up from the park trails below. The “M” whooshed by, fifty feet from the waiting area at the top of the bridge. Sections of brightly hued chairs lined the perimeter of the area, grouped by color, so those with higher Status sat furthest away from the Maglev. Ember stood in the center. The plaza was a monument to color; the abundance of vines, flowers, and fluffy hedges beckoned with their beauty. Blooms perfumed the air. It would be at least a beautiful place to meet Will. Not only gorgeous, but romantic as well, especially as the sunset streak
