Dawn of Flight

In the misty veil of dawn, where sea meets sky, a vision takes shape. Men in long coats, their faces hidden, stand as sentinels of innovation. Before them, a skeletal frame, a precursor to the marvels that will soon soar the skies. The air is thick with anticipation, the sand beneath their feet a testament to the earthly bounds they seek to transcend. The waves whisper secrets to the shore, as if urging the pioneers forward. In this moment, the impossible becomes the precursor to the inevitable. The future is being crafted, piece by piece, in the quiet hours of the morning.