On becoming an iron-hearted warrior,
And the queen of beasts,
The devourer of sorrow –
If you want the earth to tremble beneath your feet,
Lift it on your shoulders and carry it.
If you want your voice to be heard,
Sharpen your teeth on diamonds and never mind your bleeding tongue.
If you want your heart to beat without skip or failure,
Feed it like a hungry wolf, and chase your dreams like fevered ghosts.
If you want strength,
Make it for yourself.
There is no other way.
If you want to carry yourself,
Learn to walk with your fragile legs,
Then drag the weight of your own sins without regret.
If you want the crown,
It must be earned.
And if you want to challenge the gods,
You must become stronger than their fatal pride.