1996/6 HINORIN Airplanes Piercing a Precipice
(dream) An airplane is flying over a mountain. (Mankinds' first? air route.) The mountain is right beneath my eyes, with the airplane flying at an altitude that just misses hitting it. Suddenly an enormously high mountain appears before us. We'll crash, I think, but there is a hollow in the mountain that we use to pass through. The rock walls fly by at an amazing speed. I wonder if the wings aren't scratching them, but somehow we slip through. On the other side, several small planes that missed clearing the mountain are piercing the rock surface.
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