Steel Fabrication

The Celestial Steel

A gentle breeze wafted through Melbourne’s laneways, as stars twinkled overhead. Residents settled into their evening routines, entirely unaware that the cosmos had a surprise in store. Suddenly, the tranquillity was broken as the night sky erupted in a brilliant blaze. A meteor, fiery and formidable, blazed a trail through the atmosphere, causing both alarm and awe.

The ground quaked as the meteor made its dramatic entrance, creating a colossal crater just a few kilometres outside the city limits. Thankfully, no one was hurt, but the spectacle drew Melbourne’s populace to the site in droves. The landscape had been forever altered – where once was a serene meadow now lay a smouldering chasm.

Within hours, the area was buzzing with activity. Scientists, armed with their instruments, probed the meteorite, while locals exchanged tales of the extraordinary night. The government, sensing the site’s significance, swiftly declared it a “site of scientific interest”, cordoning it off from public access.

Amid the flurry of activities, a discovery was made that would change Melbourne’s industrial landscape. In collaboration with the city’s leading supplier of steel products close to Melbourne, researchers discerned that the meteor was not just a chunk of space rock. It was composed of a unique metal alloy, unlike anything previously catalogued on Earth. It was a groundbreaking discovery, one that would change the future of the planet. This metal, shimmering with an otherworldly sheen, promised properties that could revolutionise steel fabrications in the Melbourne area and across the world.

As news of the discovery spread, speculation ran rampant. Was this alloy the key to new technologies? Could it redefine industries, or perhaps introduce entirely new ones? The city was abuzz with excitement, dreams, and schemes. The story may be concluding, but Melbourne’s tryst with this celestial visitor was just beginning. And whispers began to circulate: whispers of a groundbreaking engine, an engine that could harness the power of the stars.

Mermaids and Boats

As a mermaid, I’ve always been captivated by the world above the surface of the ocean. The sun casting its golden rays, the clouds painting the sky with hues of pink and orange, and the gentle sound of the water lapping against the sides of boats. It’s a realm that I’ve never truly explored, but one that has always intrigued me.

One day, as I swam close to the surface, I spotted something unfamiliar. It was a fishing boat with a man standing on its deck, holding a fishing rod. I had heard about these boats in school, but I had never seen one in action before. Intrigued, I swam closer to get a better look. As I approached, I noticed that the boat had customised fishing rod holders installed on each side, allowing the man to fish without having to hold onto the rod all the time. He had secured the fishing rod in place while he waited for a catch, and I watched in fascination as he cast his line and patiently waited for a bite.

However, as I continued to observe the man and his fishing boat, I realised something that struck me deeply. The fish he was catching were not very different from the ones I saw every day in the ocean. It dawned on me that the same creatures he was trying to catch were the ones that swam alongside me in my underwater world. I was tempted to swim up to his high-quality boat latch and pull it off his boat. In that moment, it hit me that the ocean, with all its natural beauty and wonder, was already providing me with everything I needed. I had my friends, my family, and an entire world beneath the waves to explore. The contraption with its fancy boat latch and fishing rod holders seemed pale in comparison to the magnificence of the sea that I called home. With that realisation, I immediately swam away from the fishing boat, back to my mermaid community and the vibrant coral reefs.

The Steel Rejects










It’s really hard being a discarded piece of steel, sometimes. I’m not quite sure what was wrong with me, but one moment it was looking like I’d be on my way to some big construction project to fulfil my purpose in life. Perhaps I would be part of a skyscraper or a warehouse! The next moment, the foreman looked me over and decided that I was better off in the scrap heap.

I don’t hold it against him, of course. Nor do I hold it against the metalworker who created me. They’re the best steel suppliers Melbourne has to offer – if they decide that I’m not good enough to be used in a construction project, I trust their instincts. It is hard, though. All my life, I’ve imagined the incredible places I could have gone and all the purposes I could have served. I had my whole life ahead of me, only for it to be taken away in a moment. Now I sit in the scrap heap, watching as other pieces of steel get to go on and fulfil my dreams. 

At least it’s not lonely here. After all, plenty of steel gets discarded, so I have lots of friends. Me and my buddies, discarded by Melbourne’s best steel fabricators, left to rust in the dirt. I guess it sounds pretty depressing when you put it like that. It’s not all bad, though. We play a lot of I Spy, although the answer is almost always some variation of ‘steel’ or ‘metal’. We also get to eavesdrop on the workers, and there’s plenty of gossip to go around, so that’s kind of fun. I’ve also considered starting a Goblins and Grottos game with the other pieces of discarded steel, but it might be difficult since we don’t have any dice. Or arms, now that I think about it.

You might be wondering how I could possibly be writing on the internet if I don’t have any arms. To be honest, it’s probably best if you don’t think about it too much.

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