Sep 15, 2006 01:17
"The skies move fast today.
Winds pushing clouds east to west, herding them onward like cumulus cattle. A tinge in my body, a bristle in my feathers, longing to test their strengths...to ride the skies.
Majestically.
Fearlessly.
These wings of fire, these feathers of ember that no water can douse. For in the fires that consumed, the hawk perished. But from the ashes rose a phoenix...and with that rebirth a brilliant, resolute, unwavering purpose."
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See my scars, and recognize the strength they symbolize.
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Aurelius, god damn you. I turned away from your teachings so long ago, and now I find myself closer than ever. All I had to do was find something to believe in.
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I want you to hear my words more than anyone else, but when I get the chance, none of it seems to matter.