Black was the night upon which this dark tale was started. As you can see from the title, an airship loomed into view, as a loom may do if it could fly. Bolt lightning lit up the sky to make a truly epic opening sequence. The pilot struggled with the steering wheel against the driving wind, perspiration beading on his brow.
The ground crew of the aerodrome below shivered in the cold air as they waited for the air crew to drop the mooring ropes.
Giving the order to drop the ropes the pilot nodded to the captain to acknowledge his subservience.
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