[Quiet Man Cometh]

Standing atop the gothic tower, Gall looked over the sleeping city. It was time. She stood high and dove from the tower's pinnacle...and into the wall.

"Ow"

Gall clutched onto the wall and dove again, and swerved into the tower again.

Frustrated, this time she tilted herself a little bit in an effort to get her wings more level.

"OW."

Wall again.

And thus, into the night and down the tower...

swish

"ow!"

swish

"ow!"

swish

"ow!"

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