\paperw4260 \margr0\margl0 \plain \fs20 \f1 \cf7 Tired of his lengthy confinement on Crete after having planned and built the\cf0 \b \cf15 \ATXht1045 labyrinth\b0 \cf7 \ATXht0 ,\cf0 \b \cf15 \ATXht10402 Daedalus\b0 \cf0 \ATXht0 \cf7 dreamed of returning to his native land, from which he was kept away by the vigilant fleets of \b \cf15 \ATXht11316 Minos\b0 \cf7 \ATXht0 . Yet, while Minos may have been master of the land and sea,
he had no dominion over the air.\par
So the great architect built a bizarre device, unknown to the science of the day: he took a bundle of feathers and skillfully arranged them to resemble the wings of a bird, bound them with cord, and fixed them at th
e base with wax. When the work was finished, Daedalus attached a pair of these wings to his shoulders and did the same with his son\cf15 \b \ATXht10902 Icarus\b0 \cf7 \ATXht0 , warning him not to fly too high, close to the blaze of the sun. He then laun
ched himself into the air, his son following behind.\par
They had already passed\cf0 \b \cf15 \ATXht10403 Delos\b0 \cf0 \ATXht0 \cf7 on their left when the young man began to take delight in their daring feat: fascinated by the sky, he flew higher, to
ward the burning sun. Its heat melted the wax and the feathers came unstuck. Icarus beat his arms frantically, but plummeted straight into the waters off\cf0 \b \cf15 \ATXht11900 Samos\b0 \cf7 \ATXht0 , into the sea that is still known by his name.
