Starlight Regional Airways STX

Starlight didn’t begin in a boardroom. It began in a hangar.

A small municipal airport outside Seattle, lit only by sodium lamps and the moon, was closing up for the night. Inside Hangar 3, a single mechanic-pilot named Riley Snow was finishing a routine inspection on a Pilatus PC-12. Outside, the weather had cleared after a full week of rain — the kind only the Pacific Northwest can muster.

Looking up, the clouds parted, revealing a sky full of stars. One of them streaked across the night in a brilliant gold arc.

Most people would call it a meteor. But Riley wasn’t most people — and neither were the friends who’d soon join.

Riley took it as a sign.

If the world could look like this at night… why should flying ever feel ordinary?

And right then, a tiny dream unfolded: an airline built not on scale, but on wonder.