02:00 to Tokyo
"The simple man has always dreamed of being closer to god" "No, no", Greg thought to himself. "Too cheesy". "Men of this earth always wanted to get closer to heaven. With that, they would be one with the divine, and their chains, tying them to their creators would grow thinner than ever. Flying, I guess, is one way of doing that, cause then, heavens are right within our grasp. Or are they? Still, more often than not, it seems that we will never get there." "Better", he muttered. "Better, but needs something more. It will make a great beginning though. Or maybe a great ending? Hmmm... I need to think this one through." Greg really liked these literary excursions of his. He was no writer, make no mistake, but putting his minds into a written form always helped him purge his emotions. Plus, they departed Istanbul at 02:00h in the morning, on a 12 hours flight, labeled TK 241. There are just so many things you can do when...