“That's the beauty of it. Have you seen the contraptions these magicians build to accomplish the most mundane feats? They are a bunch of fish covered in feathers trying to convince the public they can fly, I am simply a bird in their midst.”
“They are a bunch of fish covered in feathers trying to convince the public they can fly, and I am simply a bird in their midst.”
“...for most men are unaware that what is in the power of magicians to accomplish, that the heart can also accomplish by dint of love and bravery.”
“Why am I covered in feathers”
“The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.”
“The fish is my friend too," he said aloud. "I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars.”