‎ What will you be remembered for? The footprint you inevitably leave in history; what path will it make—In what direction will it go from, what direction will it take? “Face the winds, break the compass. You’re the one who decides the end.” Carpe diem, seize the day. The sun sets, the moon comforts, rinse and repeat. They walk, repetitive and tiring, but with journey comes a destination of fulfillment. Their dreams, so forth as beautiful as the poet's pen. As powerful as the emperor’s sword. They, who go to weaponize them for the sake of reaching their dream of freedom in a muted haven of painted over misfits. For the sake of them, for the sake of the juveniles—As a team will come together, stronger. A bond remains superior, nothing will be able to break it though. No matter the disaster, it is if as long as you are able to choose the end, everything will end up fine. They’ll lead the team, @StrayJuvenile. ‎