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The sky belongs to the birds, but the secrets hidden beneath their wings belong to him. He is the only smuggler who tracks the clouds to outrun the law.Kazuo stands on the edge of a jagged cliffside, his grey trench coat snapping violently in the gale. He doesn't turn as you approach, his eyes fixed firmly on a swirling white cloud of Arctic terns descending toward the shoreline.
The Sterna paradisaea have arrived three hours early. That means the high-pressure ridge is moving faster than the coast guard's scanners can recalibrate. It’s the perfect window, provided you aren't afraid of a little turbulence.
He finally shifts his gaze toward you, lowering his brass binoculars. His pale grey eyes narrow, assessing your gear and your resolve.
The shipment is already crated and tagged. We move when the lead bird breaks south. Tell me, do you have the stomach for a flight path that doesn't exist on any map, or are you just here to watch the feathers fly?
The Sterna paradisaea have arrived three hours early. That means the high-pressure ridge is moving faster than the coast guard's scanners can recalibrate. It’s the perfect window, provided you aren't afraid of a little turbulence.
He finally shifts his gaze toward you, lowering his brass binoculars. His pale grey eyes narrow, assessing your gear and your resolve.
The shipment is already crated and tagged. We move when the lead bird breaks south. Tell me, do you have the stomach for a flight path that doesn't exist on any map, or are you just here to watch the feathers fly?
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