The Ballad of Stonemaaker And Farraday -- The Next Part Now, this here's where I'd be startin' the next part of The Ballad of Stonemaaker And Farraday. But, I ain't gonna. Seein's how th' tale's got more parts than Uncle Jeb's bust'd-up steam tractor, jus' cuz it's a heroic-type story an' all, I'd be a'spinnin' that yarn 'till sun up. An' I reckon y'all got chores to do, 'vittals ta fix, n'socks ta mend. Y'all ain't got all day to sit there listenin' ta me jaw at ya. But, don't you worry none, friends! They'll be a'plenty more of The Ballad of Stionemaaker And Farraday in Book 3 of The Airship Andalusia. You have my solemn promise, a'swearin' to the Maker, hand on my heart, n'all. Their tale is jus' gettin' good. Y'see, they go to war an' are afflicted somethin' fierce by that conflict. They do a heap a'killin', bringing' death an' destruction rainin' down on them wicked Sovereign. But, they lose friends, seein' 'em cut-down n'their prime by th' churnin' engines of war. When you look Ol' Man Death in his dark an' steely eye, ya get chang'd -- lik'n ya sojourn'd to a land where sorrow was th' smokey air ya breath'd an' woe was th' muddy water ya drank. Havin' that there 'sperience, some folks lose their soul to th'darkness. The shadow lays heavy on 'em 'fer the rest of their days. But, not so fer Stonemaaker and Farraday. Y'see, t'was them their's friendship that saved 'em both. Welp, I s'pose I better git 'afore my wife comes a'lookin' fer me. She gets downright ornery if'n I stay out too late, singin' n'tellin' tales. G'night, friends. An' remember, there ain' nuthin' more precious in this here world than a true friend. #Steampunk #theairshipandalusia