[Voice; Nebula 19th, evening]

[salutosinedelectat]

Good evening, fellow passengers,

I hope this message finds you well.

Foremost, you must forgive me in any mistakes I may make in sending this address to you all, as I'm certainly not used to sharing my thoughts in such a way. I'm most definitely more of a fan of the classic handwritten letter.

I was going over the upstairs library collection, so generously donated by other passengers - and you're welcome add to it yourself), when I found myself wondering about the extensive possibilities of literary works to be found in the countless worlds we not only come from, but the ones we visit.

Since there's scarcely a chance to explore such things in the worlds we stop at, wrought with conflict as they tend to be, I figured the easier option would be to simply ask:

What are your favorite literary works from your world? What are they about? Which are considered timeless classics?

I eagerly await your response.

Your curious fellow passenger,
Aziraphale


Oh, also, if anyone's interested in submitting anything to the library, I have provided clean notebooks and writing material in the far right nook in the upper floor of the library. I'm also available to provide custom book binding services.

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[Edit: Edited into a voice post, forgot there aren't text post options.]

Comments

[achickenformylove]

[He nodded]

It is. My husband chose to take the path where he helped others even if it was at a personal sacrifice. This other man, he did not want to do the same, except for only on the surface.

[salutosinedelectat]

[ Aziraphale has seen it time and time again. In fact, that was his whole mission on Earth - specifically, on the doing good part of things ( although that came with its own understanding from forces above him), but he always stood firm on the idea that while the game may be leaning favorably towards some, every human made their own choice with what they've been given.]

Your husband sounds like a good man.

[achickenformylove]

[It was definitely true. Many that he knew personally had a lot of advantages, but they had all taken different paths to end up where they were. He was the same. Some had gotten what they deserved, others had not. WangJi believed for all of his actions, he had gotten what he deserved, but he wouldn't change anything since he had ended up with WuXian]

He is. I always believed in him when others did not.

[salutosinedelectat]

Is he in the train with us?

[achickenformylove]

He is. There are actually two of him on the train.

[As odd as that was... he rather liked it]

[salutosinedelectat]

Oh! Well, that’s certainly a...unique situation. How did you all take it?

[achickenformylove]

It works out well I think. Neither are the one that I knew from home, as there are variations in their histories from what I remember. But it is nice to spend time with both of them.

[salutosinedelectat]

[ Aziraphale can't help but to think about the different versions of himself and Crowley that he's heard about from other people - at least two other pairs - and he considers the concept of finding himself with two Crowleys.

That is a very strange idea. ]

Well, I'm glad you can all get along. I would have expected it to be at least a bit awkward.

[achickenformylove]

Yes, that is good, but it is strange. Sometimes it feels difficult when trying to reach a specific person.

[salutosinedelectat]

Ah, I can see how that would be so.

How did they take it, if you don't mind me asking? I assume it's very strange to find yourself standing with your double from another world.

[achickenformylove]

No one has been violent upon seeing one of their double. Most have a lot of questions regarding it which is to be expected. It usually leads to an interesting discussion about what is different between our various worlds.

[salutosinedelectat]

Oh, yes.

[ While he meant specifically his husband, the angel can’t help but to think about his own doubles, which he has never actually met. There’s still a twinge of discomfort over the matter, even if he was the one driving the subject, but he’s become more accustomed to it as time went on. ]

I haven’t quite had the opportunity to meet any of mine myself, although I’ve heard about a couple.

[achickenformylove]

You have heard of a couple of twins of yourself? Or of twins in general?

[There were certainly enough duplicates of the train. It would be interesting if someone had had an interaction with him in another location]

[salutosinedelectat]

Of myself. And of my partner. Some people in the last world we found ourselves in remarked about versions of ourselves having ‘passed by’, as it were, before we arrived. And one of the current passenger in the train has told us they befriended different versions where they came from.

It’s all rather…strange, still. Hard to wrap my mind around.

[achickenformylove]

Hmm... that is interesting. I haven't heard anyone mention to about another version that they had met somewhere else, but my current partner was previously in another world that was not our own before coming to the train.

[salutosinedelectat]

Myself and my partner as well. And I know of at least one other person, from another world altogether. It’s quite fascinating, isn’t it? And deeply unsettling, at times.

[achickenformylove]

I agree with that assessment. Fascinating and unsettling. Much of the train is that way, but certainly with the twins.

[salutosinedelectat]

Quite. Though, I have to wonder why exactly we don't see too many of these "twins", since it seems that it's more likely to miss one another.

Not that I'm sure I'd like to meet one of mine.

[achickenformylove]

That is also a good question. It seems that there are more of them than show up here based on what we have both heard. I am curious what creates so many of them to begin with.