The Golden Visit
The engine coughs. Steam hisses from the valve. You adjust the lever. The pressure gauge trembles. You are alone in the carriage. The night is black. The rail is cold. You are a Sergeant. The uniform is heavy. The brass buttons bite. You smell oil. You smell rust. You smell fear. It is not your fear. It is the fear of the machine. The machine is a beast. The beast is bound. The beast is hungry....
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