When the lights of Oslo finally appeared, the Actros was coated in a gray crust of road salt. Elias backed the Schmitz into the narrow loading bay with the precision of a surgeon.
Behind him, the Schmitz Cargobull trailer stretched out like a silent, silver shadow. It was loaded with perishables destined for a market in Oslo, three thousand kilometers from the sun-drenched tarmac where he’d started. 🛣️ The Midnight Watch
Should the story focus more on a (a storm, a mechanical issue)? Should it have a more philosophical or lonely tone?
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