Prompt: In the fading light, twin silhouettes bend as one over flashing instruments. There where rising gales beat wings straining against the roar of the storm, steadfast hands hover and eyes peer far into the gloom. She of the golden smile and dauntless heart guides their craft through walls of water, weathering each buffeting burst of wind with courage steeled since days legend outstrips. Beside her stands the navigator, pointer of their course ‘mid the howl of the tempest, and together their souls sing against the fury battering from without. Though darkness gathers and the raging heavens claw to undo their works, still do these pioneer explorers of the aerial frontier hold fast to their charge, piloting between the claps of lightning that tear the shroud of night. So through the dance of shadow and illumination they keep their heading into regions that even angels’ wings have not stirred, braving even the wrath of gods to lift mankind’s dreams.

Style: Cinematic