The calm of cloudless sky was broken by the smoke-spewing commotion of the flying aero-train.
“I don’t mean to panic y’all,” Joe shouted to the pilot over the locomotive flap of ornithoptarian wings. “But we’ve got Martian varmints loose on the caboose!”
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