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Tom begins to scramble up the bronze and granite. He pushes a button on his watch. The Duke of Wellington leans forward, merges into the horse, and spreads his cape to form wings and a cockpit. The horse’s legs sink down into the pedestal and the word “WELLINGTON” begins to glow with an orange-ish light.

You can arrange this sort of thing when you’re a time-traveling science adventurer.

The metal statue arches forwards. The whole pedestal is becoming a ship. Tom flips up Wellington’s cape and climbs inside it. He revs the engine loud.

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