“People have tried this before, you know,” says Corinne.
“What, strapping a koan to a lawnmower?” Manolo laughs, scampering, tightening bolts. “And had any of them ever built a lawnmower? Of course not! Prayer wheels only work because you can comprehend a cylinder on an axis. The prayers count as yours because they still fit inside your mind.”
“And you can fit all this?”
“Name a part,” he says, “I can tell you when I installed it.”
Corinne blinks. “You built it from–”
“Every manifold,” he says, grinning, “every belt,” and when he cranks the key the Blessing Engine roars alive.