Life Worth Living, Maybe

 



Khevol knew the enemy was ahead somewhere in the dark forest.  His skin tingled with the thought that they were watching him even now.

Any breath could be his last.  

He froze.  Did he hear something?

"Have courage, my little dwarven boy," he thought to himself, remembering his father's words as they had tracked a wounded troll forty years before.

"Everything in life balances on the word 'maybe.'  Every step you take may be a risk, a mistake, or a great reward.  But you gotta take the step to find out."

Maybe he would have a child one day.  Maybe he would tell them about this dark forest.  Maybe, if he lived.  

Khevol took the next step.



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Inspired from "The Collected Works Of William James", William James (1842–1910)

“So far as man stands for anything, and is productive or originative at all, his entire vital function may be said to have to deal with maybes. Not a victory is gained, not a deed of faithfulness or courage is done, except upon a maybe; not a service, not a sally of generosity, not a scientific exploration or experiment or textbook, that may not be a mistake. It is only by risking our persons from one hour to another that we live at all.”

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