Jack winced in pain and nearly lost his balance as the tractor lurched forward at a MUCH faster speed than it had been going.
As he clambered across the hood toward the unresponsive lieutenant, a strange sound gurgled out from Beastie's great rusting gullet: it was as though thousands of tiny magic moss dwarves had made a picnic of nuts and berries and fairy cakes within the mysterious clockwork under the hood, before having a disagreement about which among them was the bravest and most handsome dwarf, which naturally led them to start trying to kill each other with hammers and set each other on fire. Screeching, clanging sounds.
"AWAKE, KENNEDY! THE DWARVES ARE ANGRY!" Jack lay across the length of the hood so he could reach down to shake the sailor by the shoulder. He could feel heat coming up from beneath the metal casing. "Oh, Bugger..."
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Jack winced in pain and nearly lost his balance as the tractor lurched forward at a MUCH faster speed than it had been going.
As he clambered across the hood toward the unresponsive lieutenant, a strange sound gurgled out from Beastie's great rusting gullet: it was as though thousands of tiny magic moss dwarves had made a picnic of nuts and berries and fairy cakes within the mysterious clockwork under the hood, before having a disagreement about which among them was the bravest and most handsome dwarf, which naturally led them to start trying to kill each other with hammers and set each other on fire. Screeching, clanging sounds.
"AWAKE, KENNEDY! THE DWARVES ARE ANGRY!" Jack lay across the length of the hood so he could reach down to shake the sailor by the shoulder. He could feel heat coming up from beneath the metal casing. "Oh, Bugger..."