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- St. George jumped up as high as he could, crashing through the dried leaves of the trees. Staying focused on the small twist between his shoulders let him go up fifty feet, just a bit higher than most of the buildings. It still wasn’t real flight, even with three years of practice.
- He hung in the air for a moment, looking across the rooftops.
- Excerpt From Ex-Heroes, pg 86-87
- Peter Clines
- https://books.apple.com/us/book/ex-heroes/id585738407
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