“… with a great and harrowing dive, one that must surely end in death upon the stony earth. But at its nadir, the creature spread its wings, and was thus »lifted by its lethal angle and velocity. And rose then, to see with the sun and the sky themselves, or more, with their origins. And then let forth a sound that pierced the heavens and my bones. A sound of ecstasy and wonder, of liberty’s own mouth, a sound to silence sirens. And at the apex then stood still a while, floating without effort. Lofted by the the hands of invisibles, who are the sources and true companions of all beings. Vigilant and perfect, yet entirely a creature of the world at once. And twice more repeated this, before it faded in the very angle of my seeing. Few mortal men would understand; some mortal women might… and yet I knew divine decree, within this simple sight. And yet more still… instruction.”

— an anonymous informant