First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What’s gonna kill you is the second part
And the third is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you’re gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth is when you admit you may have fucked up a little.
—  Six Degrees Of Separation, The Script

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Hiccup slips his forearms through a pair of tucked leather flaps… and YANKS, unfurling SHEETS OF LEATHER as he extends his arms. They catch the wind, SNAPPING OPEN like WINGS… and sending him GLIDING – out of control, at first, then stabilizing. The turbulence buffets his flight suit heavily. But he’s flying!