Every now and then you come across something you truly want. Something that makes sense to you and makes sense of you. When you find it, you fight for it - and I mean fight as if your life depends on it, because in a way it does.
You don't have to be the strongest or the fastest or the cleverest, you just need to be brave enough to give it absolutely everything you have. You still might not get it, or you might get it and lose it, or it might turn out to be different from what you expected. Yet there is no more sickening a regret than knowing that, when you found what you wanted, you didn't pursue it with every ounce of tenacity and passion that you possess.
I decided long ago that I would rather be destroyed in the pursuit of those rare things that make me feel alive than risk living without them. Rare as they are, they are the things upon which you must build your life, if you intend to write a saga worth retelling - and who doesn't? Death or motherfucking glory: they are more than just words. Say a thing, do a thing - or don't bother saying anything at all.
Make your life a crucible: fighting for what you want is often how you learn what to do with it if you ever get it. And if you don't, at least you will always know you didn't miss out through lack of effort.
Thus, the Guild.
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