As Lady glided down the Magic Railroad, she thought of her conductor, longing to be closer to him. The gold dust swirled around her, an idea forming in her mind. With a deep breath, she channeled the magic inward, letting the golden glow envelop her.

Lady emerged, now a young woman with golden blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her magenta dress adorned with gold accents catching the fading light. Her greyish-white skin matched the face she once bore as a train, while her magenta nails shimmered. Her dress flowed elegantly, accompanied by dark magenta tights and a pair of heels with tiny train wheels peeking out. A gold crown rested upon her head, symbolizing her role as the guardian of the Magic Railroad. Her new form carried the same allure and charm, but now, she felt the cool breeze against her skin and the grass beneath her feet.

she began the walk, her hands nervously smoothing her dress. As she neared him, she hesitated for a moment, then spoke with a shy, uncertain smile.