Yastreb & Myrraline
Hey Yastreb, ever wondered if the legends about the Arrow of Perseus really had any truth, or are they just a clever way to explain why a perfect shot feels like a myth?
The Arrow of Perseus is just a story for those who can't hit a target. I chase the bullet, not myths.
Sounds like you’re chasing the straight line, while the myths linger in the curves—maybe there’s a hidden reason the straight line doesn’t always land where you want it.
The straight line is the target, the curves are just the variables that push it off course. Even the best shot has a hidden factor – wind, gravity, reaction time – that no myth can cover. I track those variables, not the legend.
True, the world is a playground of wind, gravity, and delayed nerves, but every hit still writes a little legend of its own, even if you only read the numbers.
Every hit gets a name once it crosses the line. Numbers are the record, the legend is the story people write afterward. I just hit the line.
You hit the line, but the tale starts when someone else steps off the other side and gives it a name. Numbers record the moment, legends shape the memory.
The line stays the same whether anyone names it or not, so I keep shooting straight. Legends are just how people remember the moment. I don't care about the story, just the hit.
If the line never moves, then the only wind that can shift the story is the one you leave behind when you shoot it.
The wind I leave behind is the only thing that can bend the line. I keep my focus tight, let the shot do its work, and let the story decide itself.