The path less trodden is a path rife with treachery, danger and hidden surprises at every turn.
The light at the end of the tunnel may be bright, but the tunnel itself is dark as night, very dark indeed.
Standing vigil by the candlelight for the eventual return of the ship, only to have it delayed yet again, without forewarning or any prior indication.
Tough times demand tougher measures; escape is hardly an option worthy of notable consideration in dire times.
To push the boundaries of endurance, to test the frontiers of tolerance, to tread precariously into the great unknown, such is bravery, yet the intrinsically unique limits must not be forsaken or forgotten.
Reaching for the stars requires more than mere puffery and sweet talk to cajole a nova to descend from the heavens; solid action must be taken to wrench the wretched celestial entity from its perch in the inky sky.
An equation will always be balanced by the presence of a constant variable, yet the entire sequence will be thrown into disarray by the incidence of other factors mutually exclusive of the constant variable.
A single tiny ember of flame is all it takes to spark a wildfire razing several acres of evergreen forest.
One slight miscalculation on the captain’s part will result in the demise of the entire vessel into a maelstrom of gargantuan proportions, into the gaping maw of a kraken or onto a bed of razor sharp rocks like a beached whale.
The wheel of fate constantly turns, the engine of destiny relentlessly runs, and the monolith of time persistently surges ahead.
Focus is a double-edged sword. Control and discipline is the key to wielding the weapon as though it was an extension of the arm.
Absolution comes at the cost of dissolution.
Sunlight, however abundant, will expire one day.
Nothing is forever.
The light at the end of the tunnel may be bright, but the tunnel itself is dark as night, very dark indeed.
Standing vigil by the candlelight for the eventual return of the ship, only to have it delayed yet again, without forewarning or any prior indication.
Tough times demand tougher measures; escape is hardly an option worthy of notable consideration in dire times.
To push the boundaries of endurance, to test the frontiers of tolerance, to tread precariously into the great unknown, such is bravery, yet the intrinsically unique limits must not be forsaken or forgotten.
Reaching for the stars requires more than mere puffery and sweet talk to cajole a nova to descend from the heavens; solid action must be taken to wrench the wretched celestial entity from its perch in the inky sky.
An equation will always be balanced by the presence of a constant variable, yet the entire sequence will be thrown into disarray by the incidence of other factors mutually exclusive of the constant variable.
A single tiny ember of flame is all it takes to spark a wildfire razing several acres of evergreen forest.
One slight miscalculation on the captain’s part will result in the demise of the entire vessel into a maelstrom of gargantuan proportions, into the gaping maw of a kraken or onto a bed of razor sharp rocks like a beached whale.
The wheel of fate constantly turns, the engine of destiny relentlessly runs, and the monolith of time persistently surges ahead.
Focus is a double-edged sword. Control and discipline is the key to wielding the weapon as though it was an extension of the arm.
Absolution comes at the cost of dissolution.
Sunlight, however abundant, will expire one day.
Nothing is forever.
