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... fident, but at least competent at flying.
I now hovered about twenty meters above ground, high enough to see over the forest but low enough that I wouldn’t be a smudge on the ground if something went wrong... probably.
The wind pushed back my hair, brushed along the cloak making it flutter inna way that made me feel far cooler than I probably looked.
My eyebrows were pulled together in a level of concentration I hadn’t used since math exams, because at the moment,
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