Some things have come to my attention recently. I have spent my whole life believing that humanity overall has a good heart. That all people were dedicated and sought to do right above all else. I believed in an ideal, I still believe in an ideal, I am willing to fight for that ideal. To die for that ideal. but I realize now that I am the only one truly dedicated to the cause of right.
I can still see the goodness inherent upon all creatures, within all people. Unfortunately I also see that there is a great darkness inside the souls of everyone, not just Veridean, everyone I travel with has their own demons swelling inside of them; causing them to hesitate in doing the right thing. I would die for anyone of them, but I do not believe that anyone would die for me.
I am greatly sadened by this doubt which has formed a shadow upon my own body and soul. But the truth of the matter is, people see me as a joke. They don't understand me. They believe that I don't think and they wish that every little thing be explained to them. None of them understand duty, except possibly Aeric. Is it not enough that we are fighting to save peoples lives from the impending shadow that was fought off once before, so long ago? Is it not enough that they wish to save their friend, their companion.
I don't understand why it is that this responsibiity has been placed on myself, or any of us, I just know that it has and that we are more than capabable of handling it. Each of us has our own skills, our own lives, our own reasons. Must we debate everything, or should we take action. As I do.
There are some things in this world that are worth fighting for, this I know. But in order to fight, we must take action. Lend our whole beings to this struggle, give our lives, unto our deaths. I will do everyhting in my power to keep every single one of these people, some companions, others friends and family, alive and well, that is my pledge. But I will not waste my time dawdling and debating how to handle a situatuin when what is required is decisive action. I've watched my father fail to take decisive action ever since my mother's death, I will not make the same mistake. |
