"What do you see from way up there, lad?"
For a time Theolain could only turn his head this way and that, getting used to being higher than he has ever been. When he stood on the ground, he measured his world in steps, sticks, and puddles. But now, seeing so many - and so small - they seemed to be inadequate for that task. Theolain gazed to the farthest hills that he could see, fading out to become the clear winter sky, and thought that the world was big.
"Big," he said.
A chickadee flew into his vision. Theolain spread his arms, like he was a bird as well.
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