Railways at Night: From Dusk Til Dawn

Coal-black starless nights, comfort only from the weak glow of station lamps. The velvet silence broken by a series of shrill ringing bells in the signal box, a flurry of activity; levers are pulled, wires sing, signals drop, and silence returns. In the far distance a quiet rhythmic beat, the gloom pieced by a star of light, glinting off silver rails. A sudden rush of billowing white steam, gleami...