Harmony comes gradually to a Pilot and his / her Air Plane.
The Wing does not want so much to Fly true as to tug at the hands that guide it; the ship would rather hunt the wind than lay her nose to the Horizon far ahead.
She has a derelict quality in her character; she toys with freedom and hints at liberation, but yields her own desires gently.
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