Once upon a time three hearts held three wishes....

I will send you away to save you.
To help, to remain together, to save.
I will stay behind to save you.
Each of the wishes were granted, but not in the way that their wisher had craved.
I will follow the tracks to save others.
Now we bystandards are looking at the results, lacking any window to the past save a discarded Junction and tiny scraps of paper.
I wonder where these tracks will lead me....
But there are Passengers still riding the familar route to our Junction and, up ahead, more tracks are laid, waiting to be followed.
Passengers who become residents perhaps shall become Passengers once more?
Where will they lead?
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