Tomorrow Can Worry About Itself

"To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven...". Perhaps that was true, until the station came into existence. Now every season is just a train ride away, every purpose found at the price of a ticket. Repeat the good seasons if you please. Hurry through the bad seasons if you need to. Time is held by the Consortium now, and travel through it can be bought at a price. A price that could get pretty high for someone like old Miss Ramses stuck in a train station trying to find her way back to some kind of normal. How she got to the station is unusual enough, but the fact that it is not just any old subway station but a time travel station means she must avoid herself as well, or versions of herself and the memories of the road she's taken this far that brought her there. But how does someone outrun their own sins and avoid themselves? How does someone revisit the past without guilt? Or run into the future without fear? Poor Miss Ramses, all she wants to do is go home ... whenever in time home might be.