[Coming to rest next to his companion before the open mouth of the double doors, Kit slipped his hands into his jacket pockets and stared ahead down the long hallway. He was selfish, but solitary creatures often were. How better to ensure their survival? That was not a point he would ever refute, but what he could not allow was Vincent's assertion that he lacked personal insight.
A similar comment from the other teen had rattled him earlier, but not now. Kit had felt his life was worthless, and perhaps it still was...but it was also his and he was the one in control of it. Having that authority made a world of difference. For example, he could choose for himself who to keep company with, and he could even choose when and where he wanted to die. The entirety of the night up until that point had been an unplanned exercise in exactly that: power and jurisdiction.]
People who are too afraid to gamble will never come to understand who they truly are, their limits, or how to surpass them.
[The stinging in his foot was evidence of that, and acted as a reminder for next time. If he was more like the willow, if he remembered when to bend, then he would not break. It wasn't something which to regret, that hard lesson learned. It was something to embrace and to nurture, for that was the only way he would ever flourish.]
Your greatest adversary will always be the one within. Hold yourself back when you need to, but always be conscious of when you should let go...for without sacrifice, you are sterile and not only useless to the world, but useless to yourself.
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[Coming to rest next to his companion before the open mouth of the double doors, Kit slipped his hands into his jacket pockets and stared ahead down the long hallway. He was selfish, but solitary creatures often were. How better to ensure their survival? That was not a point he would ever refute, but what he could not allow was Vincent's assertion that he lacked personal insight.
A similar comment from the other teen had rattled him earlier, but not now. Kit had felt his life was worthless, and perhaps it still was...but it was also his and he was the one in control of it. Having that authority made a world of difference. For example, he could choose for himself who to keep company with, and he could even choose when and where he wanted to die. The entirety of the night up until that point had been an unplanned exercise in exactly that: power and jurisdiction.]
People who are too afraid to gamble will never come to understand who they truly are, their limits, or how to surpass them.
[The stinging in his foot was evidence of that, and acted as a reminder for next time. If he was more like the willow, if he remembered when to bend, then he would not break. It wasn't something which to regret, that hard lesson learned. It was something to embrace and to nurture, for that was the only way he would ever flourish.]
Your greatest adversary will always be the one within. Hold yourself back when you need to, but always be conscious of when you should let go...for without sacrifice, you are sterile and not only useless to the world, but useless to yourself.