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    <title>Prayers of Forges and Furnaces up at Lightspeed Magazine</title>
    <published>2014-09-09T13:34:53Z</published>
    <updated>2014-09-09T14:23:10Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Lightspeed Magazine has published my Aztec Western/steampunk story &lt;a href="http://aliettedebodard.com/short-stories/prayers-forges-furnaces/"&gt;&amp;#8220;Prayers of Forges and Furnaces&amp;#8221;&lt;/a&gt;, a reprint from Sean Wallace&amp;#8217;s &lt;em&gt;Mammoth Book of Steampunk &lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Snippet:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The stranger came at dawn, walking out of the barren land like a mirage—gradually shimmering into existence beside the bronze line of the rails: a wide-brimmed hat, a long cloak, the glint that might have been a rifle or an obsidian-studded sword.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xochipil, who had been scavenging for tech at the mouth of Mictlan’s Well, caught that glint in her eyes—and stopped, watching the stranger approach, a growing hollow in her stomach. Beneath her were the vibrations of the Well, like a calm, steady heartbeat running through the ground: the voice of the rails that coiled around the shaft of the Well, bearing their burden of copper and bronze ever downwards.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The stranger stopped when he came up to her. They stared wordlessly at each other. He was tall, a good two heads taller than Xochipil; he held himself straight, like an axle or a rod that wouldn’t break. The glint wasn’t a sword or a rifle, after all—but simply that of a dozen obsidian amulets, spread equally around his belt, shining with a cold, black light that wasn’t copper or bronze or steel, but something far more ancient, from the old, cruel days before the Change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Read it &lt;a href="http://www.lightspeedmagazine.com/fiction/prayers-forges-furnaces/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Author spotlight &lt;a href="http://www.lightspeedmagazine.com/fiction/prayers-forges-furnaces/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And please remember to &lt;a href="http://www.lightspeedmagazine.com/store/"&gt;subscribe to Lightspeed or buy the issue&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#8211;not only will you get the content early, you&amp;#8217;ll also help support the magazine that brings you awesome fiction. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cross-posted from &lt;a href="http://aliettedebodard.com/2014/09/09/prayers-forges-furnaces-lightspeed-magazine/" title="Read Original Post"&gt;Aliette de Bodard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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