CxB
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This is one of the earliest parts of the story in terms of writing, but happens at around the mid-point of the narrative.To be honest, that approach has turned out to be a huge pain in the arse, and is something I'm going to try to avoid in future, because not only will it need editing along with everything else, it'll also need editing just to get integrated with everything else.I'm putting it in here because this is sort of where it belongs, and so that I can continue to post the parts which come after…-
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This is one of the earliest parts of the story in terms of writing, but happens at around the mid-point of the narrative.To be honest, that approach has turned out to be a huge pain in the arse, and is something I'm going to try to avoid in future, because not only will it need editing along with everything else, it'll also need editing just to get integrated with everything else.I'm putting it in here because this is sort of where it belongs, and so that I can continue to post the parts which come after…
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Once Mister Station had Lumpy connected to the bag, and a steady flow of orange was trickling into his arm, they all turned their attention to the stranger and his railcart.Cy and Bug repeated their multi-stick approach to peeling back the tarpaulin and blanket covering the stranger, and as soon as he saw him Mister Station insisted on them getting a bucket of moonshine and soaking the ends of the sticks in it.“No sense in wasting a good poking stick.” Lumpy commented from his bench, then added. “I…
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While Bug and Luce explained the last few days to Mister Station, Cy put down the water jug and sat at the other end of the banch from Lumpy. They both looked at the second railcart and the unconscious stranger.“We thought he’d die if we left him there.” Cy explained. “So we brought him back here. Didn’t see the warning part of the message until the next station, just the bit with our names.”“He probably would have died.” Lumpy agreed. “With everyone in town sick, there’d be nobody to…
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It was a bakingly hot day when Cy & Luce wandered down towards the river, not going anywhere in particular so much as going somewhere they couldn’t be pulled into some helpful task by a well-meaning adult.They reached the edge of the clearing on top of the old bridge pile, and Luce froze in horror when she saw movement further up ahead, someone clearly too large to be a village kid, climbing around on the first pile out in the river. Cy took a few steps more, then paused with a muffled shriek as a…
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“And three rough beasts, their hour come round at last, come slouching towards the Station to …” The unexpected voice paused. “Actually, why are you three here?”Their attempt at a stealthy approach through the woods having failed, Cy, Luce, and Bug squirmed out from between the trees and stepped back onto the road, looking around to find the speaker. The station building sat just off the edge of the gravel road, mostly covered with vines and flowers, steam gently drifting out of the chimney at…
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The first few days were an odd mix of relaxation, goofing off, and hard grubby work.As Mister Station had predicted, once they got the railcart moving it didn’t take much to keep it rolling. After a few incidents of fallen branches bringing the whole thing to a grinding halt. They adopted a system of two pushing from behind and one walking ahead to keep the track clear, and at Cy’s suggestion, keeping anything small and dry enough for firewood by heaping it onto the front of the railcart.“I wonder…
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Plans for an early start the next day failed immediately when nobody wanted to get up.They’d stayed up late, talking around the dying campfire, and then even later whispering back and forth between the benches in the railcar. Quite why they were whispering wasn’t clear, even to them, but in the dark of the railcar with the pitch-black night outside, nobody wanted to talk too loud.Luce had initially wondered about setting a watch, based on something she’d read in a book once, but this was quickly…
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The next section had a different approach to the panels. Rather than putting them up on buildings, someone had taken advantage of the track running along a path cut into the hillside, and had built simple supports out to one side to hold the panels.“This is great!” Cy exclaimed. “I wish they were all like this; Much easier to clean than the rooftop ones.”“So much easier.” Bug agreed, leaning out with their longest brush to get the farthest part of a panel. “I guess there can’t be that many…
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“I’m still not sure that this is a good idea.” Said Luce. “But I can’t think of any other option.” They’d all been able to agree, immediately, that touching the sick person was a really bad idea. It was after that point that the decisions got harder.Luce argued for leaving them in place and racing back to the village, on the grounds that it was safer and because clearly someone, probably Mister Station, was trying to contact them. She relented once Cy and Bug carefully moved the blanket…
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