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Wisps of smoke rise into an already darkened sky. The haunting creak and scrape of unearthly creations wraught from metal and coal pierce the silence of he dry grassy meadows. Will Pipistrelle and Lutzen survive?
 By Brian Tyrrell
By Brian TyrrellWisps of smoke rise into an already darkened sky. The haunting creak and scrape of unearthly creations wraught from metal and coal pierce the silence of he dry grassy meadows. Will Pipistrelle and Lutzen survive?