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"Away, Away, From Men And Towns, To The Wild Wood And The Downs, To The Silent Wilderness." --Percy Bysshe Shelley. "To Your Happiness," I Said, Lifting My Glass, And Looking The Girl In The Eyes. She Had The Grace To Blush, Which Was The Least That She Could Do, For A Moment Ago She Had Jilted Me. The Way Of It Was This. I Had Met Her And Her Mother The Winter Before At Davos, Where I Had Been Sent After South Africa, And A Spell Of Playing Fast And Loose With My Health--A
4 young adults wake up in a tea house stuck in a continuum. Each have met at certain parts of their lives, but can't seem to remember one another or why they met. This is their adventures of daily life in a floating house, and their anticipated trips through time and space. When a train arrives, their pasts will begin to unfold!