Today you woke up, and it was the same as any other. you rolled out of bed. Smoked some Soothe for the aches, went over blueprints while you waited for it to kick in proper, peeked out my window to make sure there were no fires. The usual, the same, the routine. Guess that's how it is, when you find a home. You make routines. Real ones, that is. It's nice...though, today was different wasn't it Cletus?
Today, when you went outside; took a walk to see the sights, a notice caught your eyes. Results, long since awaited. And in your haste, did you skim them...so fast you'd nearly missed your name, no? But, there it was.
Cletus Klein, Sentinel. And in a few years time? High Sentinel.
It isn't a dream. It isn't a trick of the mind. No, that first hill which you had looked upon for so long, you climbed. You dragged yourself over that edge, and claimed what you deserve. For the fighting, the bloodshed, the ingenuity. You
deserved this. And none can doubt it, now.
Except yourself. If you let it happen.
But that's the point of the Climb, is it not? You crossed one hill...so what's the next? Will you create something great? Fight with valor? Nurture these lands you now call home? Maybe, you'll pull the trigger and do what needs to be done. This hill, is more like a mountain. And whatever path you take to climb it; it will only grow steeper.
But that's alright, you're a Klein, and Kleins are made to scale the heights. They are made to claw and bite and drag themselves onto the next leg of their journey.
Being scared, is no longer an option. Hesitation walked out the door, and whilst the rest might be nice? It's around that time to start finding your next trail. To tighten your belt, loop your boots, and find a ledge to pull yourself up. Afterall, the clock is ticking. And if you slow down, it'll overtake you. Good thing Speed is your thing, isn't it? Grit those teeth, partner. And keep that gun loaded. It only gets harder, from here.