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Catching the Star

I am not Icarus, I will not fall

Name:
Shaiel
Birthdate:
2 February
External Services:
  • icastar@livejournal.com
Hi, my name is Icastar íun Shaiel im íun Aekhartain, but you can call me Shaiel because it's too much of a mouthful else.

There's not a lot else to say about me, except that I am nothing more than a figment of my creator's imagination, but because she's been neglecting me of late she figured I should have a journal of my own to talk in.

And here it is.

So, whether you're here because you know who I am, or you'd like to know who I am, or you just sort of stumbled upon this by accident, welcome.

And remember - Fear not the shadow, for in the darkness shine the stars.


The Impossible Dream
By Joe Darion (from The Man of LaMancha)

To dream the impossible dream,
To fight the unbeatable foe,
To bear with unbearable sorrow,
To run where the brave dare not go.

To right the unrightable wrong,
To love pure and chaste from afar,
To try when your arms are too weary,
To reach the unreachable star.

This is my quest,
To follow that star --
No matter how hopeless,
No matter how far.

To fight for the right
Without question or pause,
To be willing to march
Into hell for a heavenly cause.

And I know if I'll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will be peaceful and calm
when I'm laid to my rest.

And the world will be better for this,
that one man scorned and covered with scars
still strove with his last ounce of courage.
To reach the unreachable star.

To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go.

To right the unrightable wrong
To be better far than you are
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star.

This is my quest,
To follow that star,
No matter how hopeless,
No matter how far

To be willing to give
When there's no more to give
To be willing to die
So that honor and justice may live

And I know if I'll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my rest

And the world will be better for this
That one man scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star.



Okay, so I am the unreachable star, but let's not be pedantic, people. I feel like Don Quixote setting out on my quest - Who's with me?

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