Steampunk II: Steampunk Reloaded
By Jeff VanderMeer
Enter the Scintillating Clockpunk Gear-o-Torium: Herein reside the breathless adventures that you simply secretly search. Gaze upon the rebellious Mecha-Ostrich, the seductive Steam Dancer, the intrepid Mssrs. Balfour and Meriwether, and the hithertofore undefeated forged iron Kid.
Experience the Delights of the Chrononaut Odditorium: An esteemed panel of self-appointed specialists, below soreness of ridicule, will exhibit best mystery old Enticements. Be dazzled via the 1st English translation of the crucial Steampunk tale “Flying Fish Prometheus” by means of Vilhelm Bergsøe.
Oooh and Ahhh on the culture Contraptor living room: Authoress of the Parasol Protectorate Gail Carriger gaily holds forth at the trendy matters of style, fiction, and extra. The Steampunk Workshop founder Jake von Slatt’s “Steampunk Manifesto” stocks his musings fun and profound at the way forward for Steam.
Look Upon Our Brass-Plated Wonders: From the tough streets of modern day Manchester, world-famous adventurer John Coulthart presents the near-tactile visible event of this elaborative tome. he's joined through the likes of the artistes undercover agent Ramona Szczerba (a.k.a. Winona Cookie) and Lovereaftian maestro Eric Orchard.
Meet the Masterminds: Editors Extraordinaire Ann and Jeff VanderMeer, the well known literary vagabonds and mesmerists, do totally warrantly your pride. notwithstanding, the writer does remorse that the VanderMeers became mysteriously unavailable to reply to any grievances.
It’s Steampunk—and it’s reloaded.
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