DOTLAN EveMaps

Combat is a dance. When two combatants lock in with each other, violent intentions dissipate; it becomes a test of skill and speed, of who can out-dance their opponent. The more skillful the dancers, the faster the dance; he who trips or misses a beat soon finds himself smoldering in a pile of space debris.

But between true combatants--those who fight not for money or thrills but for the subtle pleasure of the dance--the dance creates a connection between the dancers, an indecipherable feeling of gratification and joy. Between true dancers, it's never a question of winning or losing; it's a question of love.

Whenever we step onto the battle field, it's only to find the next romance.