Each man wore a pair of feathered wings across his chest. They encountered each other face-to-face in a passageway, where their wide wingspans forced them to walk sideways. Each took an immediate interest in the other's wings:
"Home is a notion that only nations of the homeless fully appreciate and only the uprooted comprehend," the first man said. "I believe that the spirit of man will carry us great distances. We are migratory in nature. Alone we crawl short distances; together we soar. I'm more of an albatross man. How do you feel?"
"There is no glue in friendship but mutual liking. It is therefore rare,” said the second man. "There is no winged creature more kindred to the leaders of man than that lone king of birds, the noble eagle. We fly high in order to survey exploitable resources far below us. That is our reason for returning to earth time and time again."
The two men looked each other over in silence for a brief moment, and then nodded. They continued on in opposite directions, scuttling sideways down the hall in their awkward crab walks.
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