[Who, indeed? A loophole cost the League everything, and a colorless fire consumed everything he held dear. When the world forbids it, how can he fly as he once did?
Like a chicken, he flaps the remnants of his wings uselessly. Yet a flightless blimp flew, bucking the chains holding it down. All it needed . . . was the faith of those whose eyes reflected another reality.
If he can soar one last time, will it be worth the effort?
He exhales—a cleansing sigh, surrounded by the heat of the hot spring.]
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Like a chicken, he flaps the remnants of his wings uselessly. Yet a flightless blimp flew, bucking the chains holding it down. All it needed . . . was the faith of those whose eyes reflected another reality.
If he can soar one last time, will it be worth the effort?
He exhales—a cleansing sigh, surrounded by the heat of the hot spring.]