Horror & Aero
Ever taken a flight through a thunderstorm and felt the world tilt? I live for that kind of rush, and I hear you thrive on the darkness that surrounds it. Let’s test who can keep the controls tighter.
Storms feel like old friends, not enemies. Keep your grip tight, and maybe the sky will stay yours for a minute.
Storms are just the wind’s way of saying “ready for another run?” I’ll keep my grip tight, you keep the eyes on the horizon, and we’ll own that sky together, one gust at a time.
The horizon's edge is all that matters. Keep your eyes on it, and I'll make sure the wind never gets you.
Got it. Eyes on the horizon, wind in our favor—let's make every turn count.
Every turn pulls us closer to the edge. Keep your hands steady, and let the storm hear our name.