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Jul. 31st, 2008 12:29 amThe story begins in the space behind a waterfall, when a commanding officer and a lady meet because of mist coiling through a wood. It is about the eternal.
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telophase's Steampunk Random Story Generator, to which thistleingrey and sovay have both linked. Go and find more stories, and when you find them, share them with me.
Be warned: once you start clicking, it's difficult to stop again.
The story narrates a journey between a room full of abandoned inventions and an opium den, during which a tormented but brilliant strategist and an organ-grinder encounter an anti-hero with stubble, as well as a bet and a pneumatic messaging system.
Your narrative is about discovery of one's self. It begins in gas-lit streets. There is the Giant White Rat of Sumatra and an efficient assistant who meets a gemstone-cutter. It inevitably ends with absinthe.
Absinthe. Of course. Why didn't I think of that?
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telophase's Steampunk Random Story Generator, to which thistleingrey and sovay have both linked. Go and find more stories, and when you find them, share them with me.Be warned: once you start clicking, it's difficult to stop again.
The story narrates a journey between a room full of abandoned inventions and an opium den, during which a tormented but brilliant strategist and an organ-grinder encounter an anti-hero with stubble, as well as a bet and a pneumatic messaging system.
Your narrative is about discovery of one's self. It begins in gas-lit streets. There is the Giant White Rat of Sumatra and an efficient assistant who meets a gemstone-cutter. It inevitably ends with absinthe.
Absinthe. Of course. Why didn't I think of that?
