Steel thorns grow on the ground, the roar of gear teeth resounds in the sky, black smoke obscures the sky, hot steam flows rapidly in the pipes, the super analysis machine and the password card make a subtle whisper, the white light writes the annual rings of the times here, the red fluid here restrains the throat of fate, the justice of bolts and rivets, the authority of caliber and range, steel is roaring, and the sword will neigh.
Steel Steam and Flames
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