The rooster makes a lot of noise. The tortoise hides away.
But we're not talking about a race here, buddy.
[ they're talking about something much bigger than that. it's not a race where the hare, now the rooster in this equation, challenges the tortoise to a race. luke knows who would win that one, and it's neither of them. no one wins in the race luke had just crossed the finish line for. does anyone? but apparently the tortoise and the rooster end up the sore — and grieving — losers in the end, anyway. we need a shroud for the son of hermes. ]
[ hey, halcyon green, how you doin'? that gives luke serious pause. had it been destined for him to die? had he been born to be neglected only for his anger to twist him up inside and then see himself shift from a potential hero to the very big bad to the actual hero in the end? ]
[ it makes him sick to think about it. ]
I don't know about that.
Isn't it worse knowing you have a destiny, but everyone decides to keep the facts tight-lipped? Locked away so not even the best thieves could ever hope to break in and steal it.
Power. Kind of comes in the shape of words, doesn't it?
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But we're not talking about a race here, buddy.
[ they're talking about something much bigger than that. it's not a race where the hare, now the rooster in this equation, challenges the tortoise to a race. luke knows who would win that one, and it's neither of them. no one wins in the race luke had just crossed the finish line for. does anyone? but apparently the tortoise and the rooster end up the sore — and grieving — losers in the end, anyway. we need a shroud for the son of hermes. ]
[ hey, halcyon green, how you doin'? that gives luke serious pause. had it been destined for him to die? had he been born to be neglected only for his anger to twist him up inside and then see himself shift from a potential hero to the very big bad to the actual hero in the end? ]
[ it makes him sick to think about it. ]
I don't know about that.
Isn't it worse knowing you have a destiny, but everyone decides to keep the facts tight-lipped? Locked away so not even the best thieves could ever hope to break in and steal it.
Power. Kind of comes in the shape of words, doesn't it?