Meekly_Anna
Combat Pixie
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- Nov 7, 2024
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More like an later day engineer trying to repair her crumbling steamer in the middle of nowhere, foggy and barren landscape in all directions. Rusting rails getting lost in the mist, everything wet from it, eternally in between light and night ...Maybe he was just worried you’d become a latter day Ancient Mariner, condemned to wander the rails for ever.
Or in other words an ordinary typical English autumn morning.