Just a little faster...
Just a little stronger...
Of what price, greatness?
There's a burden to excellence beyond the measure of men.
Beyond any weight of praise or glint of gold.
The court of kings is nothing.
The eye of divinity, scorned.
Greatness is its own pursuit, truly.
A snake eating it's own tale, hungrily.
Just one more bite.
One more taste.
The price of greatness is the knowledge that it will never, ever be enough.
For that are you named Argonaut
and so shall it be your greatness and undoing, both.
