Steampunk creature wakes
Copper limbs, brass gears, and leather hide
Morning light reveals its soul
In a café of steam,
Where brass gears hiss and whir,
Kit, the master barista, stirs.
Shadows creep and crawl,
Unnatural whispers call,
A host of zombies rise tall.
With blunderb in hand,
Kit's heart beats steady,
A dance of survival begins to unfold.
Ethereal figure,
Backlit by morning light,
Cast a veil of dread and fright.
But Kit's will, a steel,
Cuts through the phantasmal haze,
As the last zombie falls in a heap.
The café stands serene,
Pastel hues kiss antique bronze,
A chapter etched in steam and brew.
蒸汽朋克生物醒来
铜肢、黄铜齿轮和皮革皮革
晨光揭示了它的灵魂
在蒸汽咖啡馆里,
黄铜齿轮嘶嘶作响的地方,
基特,咖啡师大师,搅拌。
阴影蠕变和爬行,
不自然的耳语呼唤,
僵尸的主机上升高。
手里拿着blunderb,
基特的心跳稳定,
一场生存之舞开始展开。
空灵的身影,
晨光的背光,
投下恐惧和恐惧的面纱。
但是基特的意志