Steampunk, WIP Wednesday

Up In The Air: Sailing on the Nile

Ah the breeze, ahh the crocodile, ahhh the hippo… maybe Miss Schlacht won’t come back.

The Port of Said was always bustling with activity, but really, how was Eudora to know that a bustle would be a fairly inopportune piece of clothing. The constant jostling was one thing, but attempting to find a comfortable seat on any boat was entirely another.

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