5102 Weather Machine

Starting up..

Covering the ears made no difference:

the noise seemed to resonate the body tissue from within.

A deep rumbling torture.

It was no use shouting.

Eyes, watering from metallic oil fumes and some undefined noxious stench, caused blurred visions of wheels and levers.

And then:

In the distance a few patches of blue laced the dark skies.

Far away windows to a tantalizingly clear stratosphere occurred.

Weary builders cheered. Another element vanquished?

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