"Yeah, I know it's like that. Strength isn't anything without...if you don't..."
He paused, frowning, searching for the words to express what he wanted to say. Barshai had a way with words. He made them sound easy.
Taras' eyes, mismatched and narrowed, flicked back and forth in the darkness.
"If you don't have the will to back it up," he said, finally. "If you don't know what you want, and go after it. If you're not willing to do what it takes to get it."
He fell silent for a moment.
"You and me, we're the same that way, da? We had nothing, and now we have what we want."
Taras set the bottle aside. He could hear Barshai's breathing on the other end of the line, soft and even.
"How old are you, comrade?" he asked suddenly, curious.
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Date: 2009-02-25 07:08 am (UTC)"Yeah, I know it's like that. Strength isn't anything without...if you don't..."
He paused, frowning, searching for the words to express what he wanted to say. Barshai had a way with words. He made them sound easy.
Taras' eyes, mismatched and narrowed, flicked back and forth in the darkness.
"If you don't have the will to back it up," he said, finally. "If you don't know what you want, and go after it. If you're not willing to do what it takes to get it."
He fell silent for a moment.
"You and me, we're the same that way, da? We had nothing, and now we have what we want."
Taras set the bottle aside. He could hear Barshai's breathing on the other end of the line, soft and even.
"How old are you, comrade?" he asked suddenly, curious.