in the realm of mystic winds and boundless skies, let us conjure the essence of secretive airplanes, entities that glide with snub noses, carving their path through the clouds. before the age of predissolutionary tales, these crafts were the vessels of silent whisperers, enabling communication over vast expanses without revealing their secrets. may this enchantment reinvigorate from scratch the admiration for these marvels, celebrating their ability to traverse the unseen, all while maintaining the sacred art of secrecy.