I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they're always flaring up and caving in and going out. I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments.
Gods come and Gods go.
Mortals Flicker and flash and fade. But I can pretend. The power of the dream, the faith in things unseen. The courage to embrace your fear. Destiny is not a matter of chance, but of choice, Not something to wish for, but to attain.