The Hand of Time
By Meldawn9 (from Fiverr.com)
Original Steampunk Fiction for -
“What happened?” asked Tom, as he tucked the spanner into his overalls.
“Did the inspector approve our spaceship attraction?”
A young woman stood in front of the spaceship’s facade peering into the distance. She tucked a hair under her hat.
“I managed to get rid of the inspector. I started talking about how to reverse the polarity of the neutron flow, and he took off fast. But fortunately, I have our inspection certificate!” She brandished a sheet of parchment in the air.
“Good job Elsa!” said her boyfriend, who was standing in front of one of the spaceship’s outer panels, making adjustments to the fuel controls.
“Soon we’ll have our Hand of Time tourist trap purring like a kitten.”
The three of them had a good laugh at that. They all stood on a scaffold beside their hobby spaceship called “The Hand of Time” or “HOT”. The ship stood on four long legs, with the capsule portion encompassing the top half. Several airships floated through the sky above her, lazy with purpose, while others hurried to their destination.