I Reach Behind Your Ear, And -- Behold!

And off they went. Each fluttered and tweeped, spinning like 50's atoms in the air. But as they took on a pattern, gaining a pull-the-arrow-back direction as it pointed to a corner of the sky, the wind moved once again, and falling like cartoons, they plopped to the ground to perch, all in a line, ready, and at attention.

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