A majestic steam train, its body made from polished blood orange rind, glides effortlessly across crystalline sugar tracks suspended in midair. Its engine emits a thick, fragrant vapor, swirling like liquid sunlight, while wheels carved from candied citrus segments turn in perfect harmony. The train’s windows glow warmly, revealing passengers made of translucent fruit essence, sipping on tiny glasses of effervescent juice. The sky above is a deep, burnt amber, streaked with soft golden ribbons of pulpy mist. In the distance, the tracks spiral upward into a glowing, citrus- hued portal, promising an unknown, tantalizing destination. blood orange style
easynegative, No traditional metal trains, no horror elements, no sci-fi machinery, no dark or dull colors, no lifeless passengers.
