[ Drizzt Do'Urden might be the most boring type of person possessed of a soul, to any creature that coveted such a thing. For he knows in his heart what is fair to him is not the same for someone else; where he will forge a path full of acceptance, others will wail and anguish and ask for more time.
( Why not now? Why not like this? ) ]
I think, instead of looking back and wondering if I took a wrong turn — I should keep going.
[ His tired heart was always going to keep going, right to the end; the only thing that would cause him to drop his blades was death itself, and he had died. He had died and maybe countless centuries later, his soul had seen the End. It was very like a demon to not want that, though. What was a demon, without ambition and momentum? ( He wonders if this one felt fear at all, or if he feared peace for himself. )
And then he sighs, small and tight. Even here, someone knows his name. It feels like stealing, to hear song and ballad, it feels wrong to be recognized. Politely, he shakes his head and demurs with soft humility. ]
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[ Drizzt Do'Urden might be the most boring type of person possessed of a soul, to any creature that coveted such a thing. For he knows in his heart what is fair to him is not the same for someone else; where he will forge a path full of acceptance, others will wail and anguish and ask for more time.
( Why not now? Why not like this? ) ]
I think, instead of looking back and wondering if I took a wrong turn — I should keep going.
[ His tired heart was always going to keep going, right to the end; the only thing that would cause him to drop his blades was death itself, and he had died. He had died and maybe countless centuries later, his soul had seen the End. It was very like a demon to not want that, though. What was a demon, without ambition and momentum? ( He wonders if this one felt fear at all, or if he feared peace for himself. )
And then he sighs, small and tight. Even here, someone knows his name. It feels like stealing, to hear song and ballad, it feels wrong to be recognized. Politely, he shakes his head and demurs with soft humility. ]
Please, don't.