The Brass Leviathan
The sky over London was no longer blue; it was a ceiling of interlocking brass plates and hissing steam pipes. We lived in the shadow of the Iron Sovereign, a planet-sized machine of clockwork and coal that had descended from the aether to "purify" the Earth. The Sovereign didn't use lasers or bombs. It used gears. It would descend upon a city, and with a sound like a million screaming saws, it...
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