He heard the rumbling thunder of the giant machine’s footsteps in the snow long before he saw the Walker coming up the hill behind him. He kept a firm grip on his reindeer’s lead as the iron behemoth passed by.
It was a transport model, practically a boat crawling along on four titanic metal legs. A single scout stood on deck, but there were more soldiers inside. They’d occupied the region for years, from their hidden base in the mountains.
But if he could get this reindeer home, and decode the message it carried, that could all change by spring.

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