On a sunny, hot day in mid-August, Vera went out of her cozy apartment where she lived by herself, and got on a local train on a whim. The university student was wearing a white cotton blouse, blue jeans, black sneakers and a new white hat.
The train ran through rice paddies and vegetable fields, and she got off at the fifth station whose name means "Fortress" in the local language, just because she had never been to that place before.
Vera had not decided exactly where to go and what to do in the city, which seemed to be a featureless bedroom town on a large river.
Strangely, the air smelled of rusty iron. She looked around, wondering where the smell came from.
this week's prompt: iron