Transcription: Icarus picked up the second harness that he and his father had been working on. Attached to a set of straps hung two enormous wings made of feathers collected from the birds that nested in their tower windows. The wings rippled gently from top to tip, almost as if they were alive. Icarus slipped on his pair. Hmmm, said Daedalus, looking them over critically. Turn a little to the left. Yes, a little tighter. Enter under the shoulder, I think. They should fit your body as if they grew there, to give you sure control."
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