Some value power, others value wealth. For some, wealth is inherited. For others, it must be dutifully earned. Some my value love, for it gives the fulfillment of an emotion. The great are said to value glory, through finding a justified, glorious death. To dine with the kings of old, the greatest, mightiest warriors that one can unearth in history and tales of old. I on the other hand value what I took for granted, when I didn't know yet what it fully meant. Freedom! Freedom to soar and glide, to eternity until the ends of time. To become dust, where I came from, simply gliding on the sands of time.
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