flight

How many more miles?

Dunno.  Let’s just keep going.

Leaves, leaves

everywhere.  Is this all we have

to eat?

Yes, but they’re good for us.

Make us strong like popeye!

Who’s he?

A sailor.

Oh.  I’m tired.  Can’t we

rest?

It seems like we’re getting

nowhere.

Hmm.  Let’s build a

cocoon to sleep in.

When we awake

it will be a new day.

Look!  I have wings!

I can fly.

No more leaves.

Only soaring in

the sky.

I’m glad we rested.

Those cocoons

changed everything.

Now we’re free.

Free to fly

way up high.

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