Gateway to the Empyrean: Cirrocumulus 48

“So why not start now?” I asked her.

“I don’t know. I feel like my story isn’t going to be good enough. This sky punk aesthetic doesn’t sound like something that would enthrall a ton of people.” Corinne dejectedly spoke.

“Well, you enthralled me so far.” I encouraged her. “I can’t think of anything like this.”

“You sure?” She asked.

“Of course I’m sure. You know what, now that you’ve told me about this story of yours, I want to ask you something.”

Her eyes met mine once I said that.

“How would you feel if I illustrated these ships and other aircraft?”

Those blue eyes started to tear up a bit.

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