Weather Patterns

With a balloon strapped on my back, I rose into the storm back-first. The wind let up, as I slipped through the clouds and noticed an airship blowing mist to the earth below. Cannons blasted lightning, but none hit my balloon. My balloon made its way closer, and I unstrapped myself on the deck and stepped inside.

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