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... yet their sheer magnitude filled the sky, making us feel small before such a sight.
The sound of the wind carried the faint creaking of ropes and the occasional crackle of flames keeping the balloons aloft.
—Are those our means of transport? someone whispered near me, their tone heavy with reverence.
Oliver, a little ahead, simply nodded, unable to take his eyes off the spectacle.
—Yes, and they are not simple airships.
—They are magical balloons, equipped ...
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