by Brad Beals
Once upon a time, in a shady wood, there lived a swift who was known far and wide for being the fastest and best flyer in all of the land. But this had not always been so; for once, on a perfectly warm summer day, our young swift fell from his nest into a little copse of elderberry trees, and there, there on the ground he stayed; for he had never bothered with learning to fly...
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