On velvet-soft wings gliding, Owl silently stalked through the breath-held dark; full of watchful trees and racing small hearts. @130story
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On velvet-soft wings gliding, Owl silently stalked through the breath-held dark; full of watchful trees and racing small hearts. @130story
As Flt Lt Foster's bomber began ascent he considered the three states of a plane:
- Two wings
- A wing and a prayer
- Just prayers
@130story