Jan. 26th, 2013

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Months of preparation, weeks of repair, and almost a year of planning were finally coming to fruition. Little Luceti was ready for the first test run. I had attuned every building, every fixture, every curve of the earth and bend of the rivers, and if I did it just right...

I focused. Concentrated on the village. And then...

Then my senses were assaulted. It was like Little Chicago, if I were sensing the entire city in one place. I reeled back and fell to the floor, losing my connection with the model, my head pounding.

"The hell?"

In a daze, I clambered to my feet. After taking a moment to keep my balance and muscle through the head-rush, I went to the window and peered out...

And an entire throng of people was outside.

People without wings.

I threw on my duster, grabbed my blasting rod and my revolver, and headed outside to see just what the hell was happening.

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