This is the second freebie for this session, courtesy of new prompter lb_lee.
There is a place that all engineers know.
It lies in the valley below the university
where the creek traces a thread of silver
between the smooth gray stones.
Here lie buried all the machines that didn't work,
pages and pages of disproven theories
and unfunded proposals.
It is the graveyard of failed inventions
whose rusting bones reach toward the rainy sky.
It is the birthplace of new inspirations.
if there is any god or goddess of steamcraft
beyond the pure thought of science itself,
He-She-It will listen
to the prayers of a steamcraft inventrix
as she strives to articulate
what is broken in her society
and how to fix it.