Priest & Thrust
When you’re soaring, Thrust, do you ever pause to feel the wind as if it were a prayer?
Sure thing, kid, I let the wind speak to me before I dive, like a prayer in the clouds.
That’s a beautiful way to listen, Thrust. Remember to carry that quiet trust with you even when the sky feels uncertain.
Got it, champ—trust’s the fuel that keeps the engine humming, even when the clouds get rough. I'll keep the wind in my ears and the faith in my heart.
That’s the spirit, Thrust. Hold that balance, and the wind will always guide you.