The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The boiler coughed. A wet, rattling sound. I checked the pressure gauge. Eighty pounds. Too high. I turned the valve. Slowly. Counted to ten. The needle dipped. It held. "Tom?" I did not look up. My hands were on the controls. The steam hissed. It smelled of rust and old oil. "Tom, are you there?" "Here, Elara." I heard her boots on the metal grating. Heavy. Tired. She stopped at the door....

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