My name is Tia-ra, and I am a rider from Fire Island. Some will call my story a story or even a fantasy about mechanical birds, floating islands, sky stones, mystics and technocrats, violent democracy and silent war. So be it, but I would say differently. My story is about the ability to manage freedom and the price that sometimes you have to pay for this very freedom. And also about pride, cruelty, devotion and a woman who deserves this devotion. Yes, and about mechanical birds. Still about mechanical birds.