The wind gathers clouds over the gray plain of the sea. Between the clouds and the sea, the Petrel flies proudly, black like lightning.
Either touching the waves with his wing, now soaring like an arrow to the clouds, he screams, and - the clouds hear the joy in the bold cry of a bird.
There is a thirst for a storm in this cry! The force of anger, the flame of passion, and confidence in victory are heard by the clouds in this cry.

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