Transcription: By the afternoon, Daedalus had already finished the first half of his plan for escape. Late in the night, after more measuring, sawing, pasting, and shaping, he had the other half ready. Come here, boy, he called. Sleepily, Icarus left off stirring the wax and made his way through the piles of feathers to his father's workbench. Try these on.
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