Writing :: Daedalus Rebukes Apollo
He shapes a second set of wings for the boy
in the cool hours before dawn, working
by the light of a softening candle. His fingers
raise ridges of feathers along the harness,
reform in stone what the sun melted.
Sun-struck Icarus spirals toward Apollo.
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