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A Beasts Rose Chapter 2

The morning chill blew in, the sky above was a bluish grey, and very faintly did the birds ever sing. It was a strange yet saddening morning, however. Amy Rose was out in such a chill morning, carrying a small suitcase; she stopped and stared at the cart ahead of her. There, under a tattered and sturdy tarp, was the great machine that her father had built. It was a combination of any and many parts, anything that the world could think of in that matter. It had been Amy’s father’s greatest experiment yet. From what he had said, the machine was supposed to make chores a breeze. It could clean, cook, and even chop fire wood for many