[ZO]Enek's Log: Drive

Day 1

The familiar aroma of iron danced along the room, twisting itself around the young man as he continued his work. Sparks answered the waltz as they pranced around the edges of metal, reflecting themselves off the dark of the man's shaded goggles. They provided the only light in the room as the man solemnly worked. Zzz! zzz! zzz! buzzed the tool as bit into the flesh of the metal, humming a methodical tune as it called for the waltz continued. On and on it went, work to rhythm, rhythm to music, music to dance as the young man played the conductor to this one-man orchestra.

Darkness played the audience to this scene, the room the concert hall. Such a program continued as light began to creep in slowly, stretching languidly as if yawning. The man stopped; the music at a pause. He took off his goggles and picked up his work. He stood up, holding the metal to the outstretched dawn. Shining in the light was a welded treble clef, an E inscribed into the center. He smiled, letting the waltz continue as he watched the light shine through the holes of the clef, admiring the beauty of the breaking dawn. He turned around, boots making an authoritative clank! clank! on the metal surface as he walked out to the platform. Facing him at about 30 meters away was a man a few hundred times his size, standing at a menacing salute, glass eyes cold and unassuming. The young man walked over to the chest of the mechanical giant, planting his right hand on the base of the left pectoral. The surface was smooth, and the feel cold but soothing, as if reflecting the peace in the young man's heart.

"Good morning...partner," he said, placing the metal clef onto the chest.
"Today is the beginning of the rest of our lives. Today is the beginning of our ének, our song. Let us perform to please,"

He finished, smiling as he finished his poetic prose.