With a click, gears and axles turned one after another, and the tightly shut door sprang open with a pop.
The carriage interior featured standard rows of seats with a short table in between.
The only difference was, on the short table there sat a blue stone tablet with an inverted round clock upon it.
Rod glanced at it, the longest of the needles had moved outward by one notch, slowly resetting itself.
A quarter of an hour.
A silver coin for a quarter of an hour.
Kind of expensive.
It would take ten thousand silver coins to ride for a little over ninety days.
Rod inserted another coin.
Click.
The round clock advanced outward by a step; now there were two notches.
That should be enough.
After sitting down, Rod noticed many little lit dots on the blue stone tablet, labeled with names like "King's Cross Station", "Iron Cross Street Station", "Hammer Street Station" and more.
These must be the accessible stations.
