The sand stretched out in front of the huge steampunk vehicle, and it seemed to go on forever. The desert was a vast expanse—far too huge for anything but the most massive of vehicles to traverse.
The driver's seat was as big as a small house, and the controls were so complex they would take a lifetime to learn. But this was where [name] worked, and he had spent his entire life working on this vehicle.
One day, after years of work and preparation, he finally finished his creation. He called it the "Steampunk Vehicle." It was powered by steam power that came from coal that could be found in abundance in these parts—and its wheels were made of iron so strong that no amount of sand could stop them from turning.
He couldn't wait to take it out into the desert and see how far it could go!
The desert stretched out before her, an endless expanse of sand and heat. She had been out here for weeks now, searching for the hidden city that she knew was out there somewhere.
She looked up at her vehicle—a huge steampunk contraption that resembled a flying turtle—and sighed. It had been a long time since she'd seen another human being, and she didn't know how much longer she could keep going before giving up on this quest and returning home with nothing to show for it but sunburns and sore muscles.
Suddenly, there was a loud clang from behind her. She turned around quickly to see what it was—but there was nothing there except more sand and rocks stretching into the distance.
She shrugged off the noise as just some loose piece falling off of her machine again, but then she heard it again: clang! Clang! Clang! This time it seemed to be coming from all around her, as if something big were moving in the distance. She strained her eyes against the glare of the sun overhead as she tried to see what was making such a racket… but still saw nothing but sand dunes ahead of her.
Then there came another sound: a deep rumbling like thunder rolling across
The desert was vast and empty, the sun blazing down on the sand.
There were no signs of life—no birds flying overhead, no animals rustling in the bushes. There were only rocks and sand, stretching out to infinity.
And then a shadow appeared on the horizon. It grew larger as it drew closer, until a massive vehicle emerged from the haze: A steampunk train! The train's engine was made of brass and iron; its windows were tinted purple glass; its wheels were bigger than any man or woman could lift. It pulled up alongside me and stopped with a hiss of steam.
The door opened, and a figure emerged: an elegant woman with long dark hair and glittering jewels around her neck. She held out her hand to me and said, "Come aboard." I took hold of it and stepped into my future.
In a dark and distant desert, the sun was setting on a steampunk vehicle. It was massive: an enormous vehicle with wheels as tall as trees and cannons that could level mountains. A flag bearing an insignia of a dragon on crossed swords flew from one side of it, while on the other side there was a flag with a crown above crossed swords.
The vehicle had been abandoned by its crew some time ago, but now it was being approached by a rider. He dismounted his horse and walked up to the door of the vehicle. He knocked twice before it opened with a loud creak.
"Come in," said a voice from inside. The rider entered into what appeared to be an empty room, but as he moved forward he heard something clank against his feet: there were chains attached to his ankles!
"What is this?" asked the rider in alarm. "Where are you? Show yourself!" But no one answered him—not until he reached the back wall of the room did he see anything other than himself in the mirror that hung there: there was another man behind him!
The desert is a vast and unforgiving place. It's hot, dry, and full of sand that will gnaw at your skin like a million tiny teeth until you're bleeding and screaming.
But what if there were something even more dangerous than the desert itself? Something that could drive through the dunes in search of prey and then devour it whole?
It was a beautiful spring day when my brother and I decided to go exploring in our steampunk vehicle. We'd been driving for days now, trying to find a place where we could get some water from the local people without having to pay for it. They were always asking for money in exchange for their water—money we didn't have. So instead of paying for water, we decided to steal it from them.
We'd just discovered an old well on the side of the road when suddenly… BAM! The ground shook beneath us as something slammed into our vehicle from behind! We spun around in time to see what looked like some sort of huge mechanical monster standing on four legs with two arms ending in massive claws raised above its head. Its eyes glowed red like lava over an active volcano. And then it charged toward us again!