Phantasos

[He's standing in an open field, head pointed toward the sky. He seems lost in thought - or perhaps just not there at all. Look closer and you can tell he's in awe - the brightness in his eyes, slack lips, and all that wonder.]

I can't believe I'm actually...

[He pulls out a sheet of paper from his pocket - a small one - and begins to fold it into an airplane.]

[ooc | series = macross!]