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The Last Spike

The Last Spike Helios orb peers cautiously with guarded optimism through cracker-slatted clouds as Thor's divine implement shatters the morning stillness with the clap of a sonic boom Mere mortals assigned Herculean tasks trill a gospel cadence, their labors heralded as glistening ribbons stretch yon and hither, a tribute to their genius and their genesis Now, as the celestial cotillion materializes in the ebony overhang the spinning Mother bids 'Adieu' as the last rough-hewn iron phallus penetrates the porus creosote-drenched flesh with a tempered satisfaction known only to Gods......... And those men who will be. ("Hell On Wheels" final episode)

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