My entry this week is from a Steampunk WIP, The Gentile Constructs. More Six Sentence Sunday Entries can be found HERE.
Finding a cab was easy, but Amity, in a sense of adventure and a symbolic shaking of the dust from her feet, walked further into the city until she was able to procure a small aircab. She found the ride incredibly thrilling. In fact, everything was delightful!
Once a year she and her two friends met at the Royal Academy of Construct Hospital for their annual adjustments—it was written into their work contracts, since they were King’s Constructs— and as unpleasant as the hospital was, a week spent in the company of her two friends was the highlight of her pitiful life. And to think, they would be living together on an Estate in the Country!