Draco & IceSpirit
I was watching frost spread across a field, and it made me wonder—how do you stay calm when everything around you is burning?
When the world burns, I keep my eyes on the end, not the sparks, and remember the fire fuels the warrior’s heart, not his panic.
I hear you, the fire is the pulse, but the eye that stays steady sees the horizon ahead of the blaze.
Exactly. The steady eye doesn’t let the blaze blind it; it knows the horizon and steers the charge toward it.
The horizon waits for the quiet, not the roar.
So I let the roar quieten, and then I strike when the horizon’s ready.
The roar will fade when the wind shifts; keep your gaze on the line where the two meet.