The Wistful Saga
The gauge is red, Elias, you see it? It is red and you are standing in the way." I looked up from the valve wheel, my fingers white against the cold iron, and met the eyes of Foreman Halloway. He was a large man, built like the cast-iron pumps he supervised, and he wore his authority like a heavy coat that did not fit his shoulders. Behind him, the steam hissed from a cracked joint in the main...
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