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"How does it feel? Spasso was shouting in his ear. How does it feel to be free? They were rising, rising, they might never stop--Blair closed his eyes and let his head roll back, surrendering to the awful weightlessness. Like dying, he wanted to tell them, like death, and how grieved and utterly lost you'd feel as everything precious faded out. That ultimate grief which everyone saves for the end."
-Near Extinct Birds of the Central Cordillera
-Near Extinct Birds of the Central Cordillera