Erik felt a surge of mixed emotions as the train station came into view.
He remembered every time he had to take the train just to reach Mr. Fox's farm or leaving it.
The place was different from what he remembered, but it was many times better than the last time he had been here.
While there weren't as many people as when he lived in New Alexandria, there were still more than when he came to destroy the Crystal Cross Gang.
Some of the flying tracks were still destroyed, but new ones were being built.
Erik slowed his pace as he approached, eyeing the travelers coming and going.
His eyes scanned the various shopfronts. Some reopened, and people looked at the goods from outside.