Her Majesty's Trolley Problem by Buster Hudson profile Science Fiction , Fantasy 2016

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The Problem hurries along the rails at a magnificent speed. The sky is a brilliant cerulean, and the autumn air is crisp and clear—perfect weather for pressing her hard against the irons. You lean out over the taff, taking in the bittersweet aromas of the heath.

Captain Lionetta surveys the boundless green of the moorsea through her spyglass. "First Mate Gertie!" she calls from the roof, or what's left of it. The trolley took the brunt of a broadside during her last encounter with the enemy.

"Yes sir," you reply, snapping to attention.

She points trackward to a collection of buildings that appear over the horizon. "Innocence Lost, from the looks of it," she says. "We must have jumped the wrong split out of the deadlynds."

Your prisoner perks when he hears the news, and his jaw lifts into a devilish rictus. "What a pity! And here I thought I'd be tried and executed by sundown."

The Captain ignores his outburst. "We'd best not charge in so quickly. Look alive, Gertie, and slow her down until you're counting ties. I'll find us another route home."

"Aye aye, sir." Your salute is high and proud. You won't let the Captain down.

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