People just assumed it was a steeple. It's soot-stained exterior, unadorned by windows, was unremarkable but for it's tall and slender silhouette that stood out against the sky. No one could remember when it was built, it had always just been there. Then, one day, it lifted-off, brilliant jets of flame as bright as welding arcs carried it aloft, towards the stars...
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