Is it not beautiful, if you asked me what I made I can tell you. I have made birds sing, I have made trees murmur, I have set people to walking in this woodland, enjoying the leaves and shadows and songs. That is what i have created.
Oh, but Emperor! I have done a similar thing! I have found beauty. I have flown on the morning wind. I have smelled the sea and seen it, beyond the hills, from my high place. And I have flown like a bird, oh how beautiful it is , oh how free. That is beautiful, Emperor,that is beautiful too.
I can't there are time when you must lose a little beauty if one is to keep what beauty one already has.I do not not fear you i fear a another man, a man who can use this machine for evil by flying high over the great wall and dropping big rocks and destroying it.
Then spare me!
Yes I have have also wondered how it fells to fly the high.
Off with his head and burn the kite and his body.
Oh, look at the birds, look at the birds.
Thank you, thank you, your greatness!
Have some one pay the farmer and if word about this passes around you and the the framer die within the hour.