Mapping the Border

I cleared the perimeter of construction blocks and established an open heading toward the flat floorboards. A broad, dark fringe marked the boundary between carpet and timber. I throttled down, aligning my nose cone strictly parallel to the woven seam. The contrast between textures provided an ideal gridline. Gliding slowly along the straight edge, my wings stayed centered between the high carpet fibers and the glossy oak plank. Zero deviation detected. Perimeter route logged.