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| 32 | 48 | "How View more quotes about beautiful">beautiful it is!" cried Vika. |
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| 32 | 45 | Priest-Kings could not stand the sun! I looked up at the sky. |
| 32 | 46 | And I understood as I had not before what must be the pain, the glory and the agony of the Nuptial Flight. |
| 32 | 47 | His wings, she had said, had been like showers of gold. |
| 32 | 48 | "How beautiful it is!" cried Vika. |
| 32 | 49 | "Yes," I said, "it is very beautiful". |
| 32 | 50 | I recalled that it would have been nine years since the girl had looked upon the sky. |
| 32 | 51 | I put my arm about her shoulders, holding her as she wept, her face lifted to the distant blue sky. |