The Amur
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On the sixth morning, the train was running through the Russian Far East. The taiga had changed character again. The dominant trees now were Korean pine, Manchurian ash, and Mongolian oak. The forest felt closer, somehow, even from the train. Smaller trees, more variety, a tangle of vines on the lower trunks. This was the temperate rainforest of the Russian Far East, one of the wettest forests in the world outside the tropics.
Polly was alone in the compartment. Pavel had gotten off in Ulan-Ude two nights ago. The soldier had been transferred to a different carriage. Two more passengers had cycled through and gotten off at smaller stations. The new occupant of the upper bunk was a thin woman of perhaps fifty who slept most of the day and read at night.
A single freight train passed in the opposite direction. It was nearly two kilometres long. It was carrying timber. Polly counted thirty-eight flatbeds before she stopped counting.
The train arrived at Khabarovsk in mid-morning. Khabarovsk sits on the Amur River, the eighth-longest river in the world, which forms much of the border between Russia and China. From the platform, Polly could see the river through the gap between two buildings. It was wide. It was the colour of strong tea. On the far bank, just visible through the haze, was China.
Polly hopped down to the platform. She walked the length of the train. It was good to use her legs.
A Russian Far East crane was standing at the edge of a small marsh near the station yards. It was a black-and-white bird with red around its eye, almost two metres tall, watching the train with the patience of an animal that had seen many trains. Polly tilted her red head at it. The crane tilted its head back. Polly walked closer. The crane did not move.
The Russian Far East crane is one of the rarest cranes in the world. There are perhaps three thousand of them left, breeding mostly in the Amur basin. It has a long, careful courtship dance that takes hours and looks, to humans, like an act of grave dignity. The crane in front of Polly was not dancing. It was waiting.
A conductor blew a whistle. Polly hopped back to the train. She turned at the door and looked at the crane. The crane was still looking at her. Then it lifted its long neck very slowly and walked, in deliberate steps, away from her into the marsh.
The train pulled out of Khabarovsk and turned south. The Pacific was less than seven hundred kilometres away now. The forest outside the window grew denser. A river ran beside the tracks for an hour. Then it was gone.
In the dining car at lunch, the waiter brought Polly a small plate of pelmeni with sour cream, unasked. He had figured out, over the last three days, what she liked. The pelmeni were beef. The sour cream was sharp. The window of the dining car framed a line of dark hills on the horizon. The last range before the sea.
The woman in Polly's compartment was reading the same book she had been reading every night, but now she was halfway through. The samovar was running. The train made its rhythm. Six days of it had become normal. Polly noticed that she had begun to feel, in some quiet way, that this train was where she lived.
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