Those magnificent men, in their flying machines...some of them air cadets, others who are long-toothed veterans of war in the air.
Quite simply, the most sophisticated and pound for pound most dangerous vehicle in the skies of the Cosmic Era
When night falls, we find peace in the knowledge that daytime will return soon, and vice versa. But what if the world was split: daytime and night are two different, coexistent worlds, each with it's own laws and rules. At dawn and sunset, our soul switches to inhabit our other being, our 'twin'.