FLATLAND FICTION

FICTION WITHOUT FORMULA
THE MEEK

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SUMMARY

Old man Sparker has built a powerful drill in the hovel, driven by a hissing engine of steam. Hoping the drill will help those who must call the wastes home find where the fatcats have retreated, Sparker’s daughter Sweet Tea leads a group that pushes Sparker’s machine towards the tall tower rumored to be the fatcats’ home. There’s the giant Crotch, whose legs give the group so much strength. There’s Shiv, whose skills with the wicked razor blade may prove useful upon encountering any enemy. And there is Bug, the most resilient man to call the hovel home, a man who refuses to be squashed beneath any adversary’s heel. Together, they grunt and labor to push Sparker’s contraption through the wastes, motivated by the desire to wrench the hated fatcats out from their pleasant dreams.