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Sisters of Rail: Chapter Eight: Food - Heat of a Dozen Mirrors I picked my way through the crowd so I would not need to shout.  As I drew near to Kim I could see that her black dress was decorated with some kind of rainbow parrots.  The design was woven, not dyed, which meant it was probably worth more than all my clothes together.  That was without taking the buttons into account.  Each one was a unique piece of the finest glasswork, such as the highest value coins were made of.  Such were the benefits of being married to a cleric.

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Sisters of Rail: Chapter Seven: Morn - Dusting the Ceiling Fans I rose with the sun.  The light of a new day always brought relief, but today my feelings were more complex.  Thanks to my hand, I had slept fitfully.  Though the pain was centred on my injury, discomfort and wrongness suffused my body.  My head felt both too big and too small, and my thoughts kept getting crowded together and lost in a void.  The confusion of half-remembered dreams did not help.  Or were they half-dreamed memories?

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Sisters of Rail: Chapter Six: Boon - Insolently Casual Gait I was not surprised to hear that Lu Shenks had 'freaked out' at the situation.  It was paradoxically easy to picture the unthinkable scene.  A wagon lying dismembered, just short of a critical bridge support.  A valuable cargo of logs strewn about, delaying a critical delivery.  And worst of all, the steel rails bent all out of skew on their timbers.  A vital connection of civilisation, severed. Our town's reputation, ruined.

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Sisters of Rail: Chapter Five: Yard - Unintended Signal Flag I hardly tasted my remaining food as Father told the tale of the evening's patrol.  It was not a particularly riveting tale, as it hardly differed from any other patrol I had heard him describe, and his descriptions were dry and unexciting.  Nonetheless, I had no room in my thoughts for food.  Only two facts mattered: my life was saved, and something dreadful had occurred involving the railway.

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Sisters of Rail: Chapter Four: Interlude: Tale - Demon-Cursed Amount of Mud Earlier: "I saw it with my own eyes!  Without a map, you couldn't guess there was ever a town..."

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Sisters of Rail: Chapter Three: Cook - Appreciate the Char "About time," Chynella said, as I deposited the basket of freshly cut parsley on the kitchen bench. "I am sorry that took a little long.  I dropped the scissors."  Both those statements were completely true.  I was no liar. However, that did not mean I was exceedingly generous with the truth.  I did not have anything to hide, but I preferred not to be made to justify every little thing I did, said, or thought.  That was tiresome and unnecessary.

Crash Snowdon Story Index: Sisters of Rail

Chapter index for the story Sisters of Rail : A railpunk serial. Join farmgirl Charity Wilison on a magic and steam powered adventure as she attempts to flee the demons of her past and present.  Her life continually runs further off the rails, yet she can never really escape them.