by Loudest Silence » Wed Dec 19, 2012 1:33 pm
Anastasia→ I watch her go and sigh, starting my decent down the tree. I reach the ground when I hear something behind me. I stop dead in my tracks and quietly pull an arrow from my quiver, notching it I whirl around and let go, the arrow soars through the air and finds it mark, right in the chest of a bandint. He staggers backwards, trying despratly to fire his cross bow but wih another arrow from me he's lying motineless on the ground. Dead. I walk over to him. No, no a bandint. My eyes widen and I call for Cowen. "Cowen! Cowen!" I yell.
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“Courage is not the absence of fear but the judgment that something else is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever but the cautious do not live at all. For now you are traveling the road between who you think you are and who you can be.❞

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Bravery is one of the most important things to me. It has been for quite a long time now. I always believed that if people were not brave then nothing would be done to make the world the place that it is. Think about that for a nanosecond. Courage and bravery are what shaped the society. If people had not been brave enough to step out on a limb, then we would have no heroes. No police men. No firefighters. No soldiers. Nothing. We would be a world without hope. And when there is nothing to hope for then what is there? So be brave. Please, please, please, don't tuck yourself away in a dusty cob-webbed corner and sit on a three-legged stool staring out your window and fantasizing about the things you could do. Do them. Be courageous, be bold, be brave.
→Love,
Loudest silence.
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