for 40 days and 40 nights they wandered through the desert, their feet bloodied and torn, while their dessert awaited them. first they faced a further 40 days of rain, and as they turmoiled in the ark, to and fro it rolled, yet they were destined to fly.
icarus would set the stage, the wright's would roll the curtain, but these hero's would define the infinite sky.
atop the greatest mountain, they were anticipated, to be greeted with eternal glories. their names to be whispered by men, through the annals of time immemorial.
infinite bounties of ambrosia would flow, they would embellish in, imbibe gleefully, and bathe in the fruits of glory eternally.
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