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Tales of friends of the Legendary - Learning to fly
Canadiant
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Simon and his grandfather are Canadian, specifically Mohawk.

Shayne

PS. And to paraphrase Pulp Fiction, Turkey Vulture may taste like Pumpkin Pie, but I shall never no, for I have no intention of eating the filthy Oedipal
sexual act. They are wonderful birds to watch soar, but up close and personal their charms are limited, and their diet pretty much assures that they are going
to have a strong, unpleasant, taste. They also have a defensive mechanism to be wary of. Vomitting. The Vahz Zombies of the avian world. Half digested
carrion mixed in with a nice dollop of buzzard juice. Yum. Yum.

Usually when you have native stories about flight it is an eagle's feather, or a raven's. I wanted something that was not lame per se, but of a
completely different, albeit epic, nature.
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