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... riumphant. Perhaps a chorus of trumpets, or at least a sense of divine vindication that the heavens themselves had finally chosen me as their rightful custodian.
Instead, it felt like motion sickness.
Hours had passed since our dramatic little escape from the mob, and though the balloon sailed steady now, my stomach hadn’t quite caught up with the concept that the ground was not, in fact, politely waiting beneath my boots.
Every time I leaned over the basket’s edge, I exp ...
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