| | the ground rushed up at him as he began to descend to the little strip of concert below him. He pulled back on the throttled and eased on the flaps. air rushed under the mighty wings as he neared the earth. suddenly a small light began to flash his instincts reacted and he pushed in the throttle and pulled the nose back into the air. he would have to go around again and find out what was going wrong.
Part 2
as the plane floated lazily through the air he looked down and saw that it was only his second transponder which had been off since the last place he touched down and should not be a problem.
thought: a known weakness is hardly a weakness
A tribute to the Wild Rose...
like a titan holding back a dam. every moment the flood grows as his arms tire. his knees give way and the only rescue is to flee before the flood wipes out everything draws breath.
thought: Last Rites...
I have felt far too much today
So ready to die so ready to give life. if i could be who I was but such wisdom has come with the pain. Lord give me the grace to carry on to far more than I could ever hope or imagine.
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