The First Rule of Flying
You know what the first rule of flying is? Well, I suppose you do, since you already know what I’m about to say.
I do. But I like to hear you say it.
Love. You can learn all the math in the ‘Verse, but you take a boat in the air that you don’t love…she’ll shake you off just as sure as a turn of the worlds. Love keeps her in the air when she oughta fall down, tells you she’s hurtin’ before she keels. Makes her a home.