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It was now quite dark, and as we droned our isolated way eastward and upward, nothing could be seen outside the cockpit except the inner struts, the engines, and the red-glowing vapor ejected through the exhaust pipes.

The elliptical golden object darted into swift and eccentric motion. Its maneuvers suggested the heedless tumblings and scurrying of falling foliage. It fluttered in swift turns and somersaults and spinnings, with indescribably graceful swoops and loops like some preposterous dance.

Adapted from Arthur Whitten Brown, Flying the Atlantic in Sixteen Hours and Murray Leinster, The Aliens
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