In a post-apocalyptic world where living machines are the greatest threat to humanity, she views the machines of the old world as benevolent, guiding forces - power lines as angels, radio towers as messengers.
Transformed by the factories, he lives, fused to machine armor. Unlike other Construct soldiers, he retains his sapience, a human in the body of an artificial horror. Some declare his situation a gift, divine strength to be turned on the enemy. He sees it as deserved punishment.
Remembered this book and realized it was probably the source of my fascination with the intersection of machinery and nature. As a kid, I was moved by how the excavator was portrayed at the end, as if it was acting on its own, benevolent. Lithia sees old machines in the same way.