And when you beat the speed of sound, everything gets stripped away. The world beneath your feet turns into a blur of colour, and nothing can catch you.
[ Except when dogfighting, but that's a different matter altogether. ]
Is there anything you want to do up here? When you're ready to leave, tell me. I'll bring us back to the ground.
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Date: 2015-12-05 06:19 pm (UTC)[ Except when dogfighting, but that's a different matter altogether. ]
Is there anything you want to do up here? When you're ready to leave, tell me. I'll bring us back to the ground.
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Date: 2015-12-10 04:25 am (UTC)[ Well that sounds rather interesting, dogfighting. ]
<Small>[ Well that sounds rather interesting, dogfighting. ]<s/mall>
<I>What can I do up here? I mean other than gazing at the beauty of course.
<Small>[ She mused quietly wondering what could one possibly do so high up like this other than just admiring everything at a bird's eye level. ]