I've always been fond of birds. They weave through the wind so effortlessly.
To embrace the horizon in these trying times... To discover whatever it is you seek, free of all corruption spreading beneath. Such a wondrous journey.

Mayhap mankind can conquer the skies through invention? I shall craft a glider and voyage to the hills from here. One way or the other, I'll land among the bluejays!

Balthazar, 503 D.A.