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Lord Oblivion
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Apr 18 2012
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Why'd I write it? Don't worry about it 
Originating to his young days, John had always seemed to have an obsession with flying. His room resembling an Air & Space Museum, memorobilia of aircrafts both young and old, scattered throughout. Sheets with airplane drawings, toy airplanes, even a modified fan that resembles the nosecon of an old day air-to-ground fighter plane. His parents did not share such a passion however, telling John that it should focus more on his schoolwork, and think about the future.
Unfortunately, John had to yield to his parents' whimes, as he knew that he needed to succeed in school to even get close to his goal. However, every night, John dreamt of flying, whether it was in a jet plane or in a helicopter. John knew what his calling was, there could be no way for him to avoid his desire of flight.
Now here he is, the best flying ace in the United States Airforce, living the dream that he always wanted. He loved the sound of the engine roaring, the view above the clouds, and especially the mere fact of being in the air. Up here, no one could tell him what his calling is, what he should or shouldn't do with his life. Up here, is his flight from the rules of society. Here, he is Flying Ace John Smith, the best darn pilot the world will ever know.
Originating to his young days, John had always seemed to have an obsession with flying. His room resembling an Air & Space Museum, memorobilia of aircrafts both young and old, scattered throughout. Sheets with airplane drawings, toy airplanes, even a modified fan that resembles the nosecon of an old day air-to-ground fighter plane. His parents did not share such a passion however, telling John that it should focus more on his schoolwork, and think about the future.
Unfortunately, John had to yield to his parents' whimes, as he knew that he needed to succeed in school to even get close to his goal. However, every night, John dreamt of flying, whether it was in a jet plane or in a helicopter. John knew what his calling was, there could be no way for him to avoid his desire of flight.
Now here he is, the best flying ace in the United States Airforce, living the dream that he always wanted. He loved the sound of the engine roaring, the view above the clouds, and especially the mere fact of being in the air. Up here, no one could tell him what his calling is, what he should or shouldn't do with his life. Up here, is his flight from the rules of society. Here, he is Flying Ace John Smith, the best darn pilot the world will ever know.
