"Raise your child to respect the mighty gears and Mecha Gods." - The Mighty Mecha Bible
The following day, they packed as much gear as they could carry and set off. Ursy thought Wulff chose a direction at random. Little did she know he didn't have much of a choice.
He'd yet to tell her of the behavior of his cog. Ever since they'd arrived, it hummed inside his flesh. He would have even sworn it whispered. He just couldn't understand what it said.
It led them through the forest, the tree trunks towering so far overhead he could only catch small glimpses of the sky. The air remained moist, making everything around them damp, including their clothes and skin. Life flourished in this band of land caught between the steaming seas, yet they'd seen no signs of sentient beings. No buildings o
