The Winged Ark

He dreamed of flying.

Every day he stayed home, sequestered himself in his workshop, and pursued his dream.

He considered himself the Noah of the twenty-first century. The global flood was coming, and he would live in the sky.

But he was not this era’s Noah: he was its Daedalus.

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