Transcription: Through the glorious morning they flew, Daedalus steady and masterful, Icarus a little unsure at first, but finally confident, even exuberant. As the sun mounted towards noon, Icarus shed his fear completely. Below them the ocean sparkled. He could see the tiny crests of waves. Every now and then a fisherman in his boat looked up and cried out to see the two of them. Ahoy! In the hazy distance, He could make out the shoreline of an island, a cluster of sails here and there where fleets coursed the ocean on their missions of trade or war. But everything was so far away. Up here, nothing could t ...
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