“They still write about you, you know? In the history books. A hero, tragically lost. They call you foolish.” I tell you.
You roll yours eyes, a smile ghosting over your lips. “Why? Because I died?”
“Because you died in vain.” I correct.
You raise your eyebrows. “So did Romeo and Juliet.”
“But they died for love!” I protest.
You shake your head, evidently amused. “They died from miscommunication.”
I open my mouth to retaliate, but nothing comes out.
“The poets paint them in tragedy, weaving young love and sacrifice so beautifully that we forget the truth of what happened in the tomb.
But I’m the one who touched the sun. I didn’t go in vain, neither did I lose sight of the ground. I simply decided I’d rather fly.
Even if it was just for a minute.”
- icarus wasn’t a fool. he just knew what he wanted and was brave enough to reach for it.
(tales from the afterlife #1: icarus)