The Perfumer’s Mecha Shocks the Steam Age After Her Identity Is Exposed

The gas lamps in Steam City burned without pause, casting the night in a somewhat faded orange-red glow.

Su Yan wrapped her somewhat worn linen coat more tightly around herself. In this city of steam and gears, she wanted to shed the modern air that made her feel so out of place.

"Tell me, do you really think those people who shout 'mechanical ascension' in the newspapers all day have gears in their heads, or bread gone moldy?" Allison, the proprietress of the Old Times Bookshop, spoke with exaggerated flair, gesticulating animatedly as she talked about all kinds of people in Steam City.