This tone!
The hydrogen breather breached the city. The large underside of the great beastie pasted over all the trainees and I. I loosened the collar of my uniform and wiped the sweat from my forehead. Growing up around small hydrogen breathers, like huxleys, I thought this would be routine. This air ship is nothing like I have ever seen. Holding hundreds of crewman and other modified beasties, one spark near that ship and the whole thing would catch. I tore my eyes away from the Leviathan at the sound of rasp breathing and tumbling wheels. All the potential air man turned their heads with me.
The beast was massive, a land behemoth if I've ever seen one. The face wolf like, but the body radically modified by Darwinist science. It had no neck, it's shoulders stemmed right from the back of it's skull.It's large chest heaving and hefting as it pulled a contraption used to transport people and various items. It's paws, leaving small lakes as impressions, passed as and I could feel it's hot breath on my face, see it's veins bulging out of ever inch of skin, loose hair sticking to it's white and gray skin. I reached my hand ever closer, shaking, feeling smaller than ever. The tips touched it's fur slightly and I felt the massive amount of power in one touch. It passed completely, and looking down the line boys, I could tell they were scared shit less. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for our next test, as a Huxley appeared around the bend I knew this one would be a snap. But at that time I didn't know I would be stuck flying over London, only to be saved and recruited onto the Leviathan itself.
(Based on the series of books by Scott Westerfeld. Leviathan and Behemoth)
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