sacrifice

Every sacrifice is another colour of your Rainbow!

I always knew it would end like this. It always does. There__ no point in fighting it, Aladdin. It is simply the way of things.___ can__ accept that.___ou must.___ow can you just give up? How can you say that?_ His eyes light up, and he takes the lamp from his sash and grips it so tightly his knuckles whiten. __arlier, before you kissed me, I was about to wish for your freedom.__ leap to my feet. __laddin, you must not do that. You must never even think it!___hy is that so bad? You__ be free.___t__ called the Forbidden Wish for a reason!___y whom? Nardukha? Let him come. I have a few things I__ like to say to him.___ forbid it. Aladdin. If anything we have done together means anything to you, please, please trust me now. Don__ make that wish. It is the worst wish you can make. It is__t will break my heart.___hat is it?_ he asks softly. __hat is it you__e not telling me? What happens if I wish for your freedom?__ stand trembling, the words clawing at my throat, until I can hold them back no more.__ike all wishes, the Forbidden Wish comes at a price. My freedom must be bought with a death, a life paid in sacrifice. And I will not let you make that sacrifice, not for me.

When your freedom depends on the death of an innocent, it haunts you forever,' Red thought empathetically. 'Even if you couldn__ save them anyway.

Anon from the castle wallsThe crescent banner falls,And the crowd beholds instead,Like a portent in the sky,Iskander's banner fly,The Black Eagle with double head;And a shout ascends on high,For men's souls are tired of the Turks,And their wicked ways and works,That have made of Ak-HissarA city of the plague;And the loud, exultant cryThat echoes wide and farIs: "Long live Scanderbeg!

There is but one task for all --One life for each to give.What stands if Freedom

All I wanted was for you to be free from everything. And with that freedom, you often showed me another world, so I wanted you to be even freer. I wanted you to be so free that you would live your life for other people.

The pursuit of dreams comes with a cost.

Are you willing to pay the price for the fulfilment of your passion?

I can sacrifice everything for my dreams and goals encourage me or simply leave me.

You can only take too much in pursuit of something you don't really want.

It is something that cannot be explained or even understood until you__e lived it; a man can__ know or fully appreciate his life until he__ been close enough to taste the end of it, and the bonds forged in battle are some of the strongest a man could ever have. We are brothers, the men of ODA 022, and though we didn__ have the same blood running through our veins, we had all shed the blood of others together, and knew that none of us would hesitate to step in the way of fate and take a round or jump on a grenade to save one another.

To retain our dignity, we must sometimes refuse to live life at any cost

You are silent now who once stood on battlefields ravaged by destruction unimaginable, holding in those desperate places the line of freedom for others you would never know, and who would never know you. And being one of those you never knew, I would give all I have to clasp your hand one single time, look into eyes that witnessed the bloodied carnage that results when freedom refuses to bow to chains of any kind, and simply say 'thank you.

I've had people tell me to get over it. I politely tell them, 'How about if I chop off your finger and see if it grows back?

You know, sometimes I wish they would do this for us when we come home alive.

It's something that this country hasn't had to deal with. But there's going to be a whole new generation that doesn't know their father. It's almost selfish of us to die. They train us as warriors. But they don't teach us how to take the pain away.

You always hear all these statements like "Freedom isn't free." You hear the President talking about all these people making sacrifices. But you never really know until you carry one of them in a casket. When you feel their bodyweight. When you feel them. That's when you know. That's when you understand.

The messages coming back flooded the comm buffers with rage and sorrow, threats of vengeance and offers of aid. Those last were the hardest. New colonies still trying to force their way into local ecosystems so exotic that their bodies could hardly recognize them as life at all, isolated, exhausted, sometimes at the edge of their resources. And what they wanted was to send back help. He listened to their voices, saw the distress in their eyes. He couldn't help, but love them a little bit. Under the best conditions, disasters and plagues did that. It wasn't universally true. There would always be hoarders and price gouging, people who closed their doors to refugees and left them freezing and starving. But the impulse to help was there too. To carry a burden together, even if it meant having less for yourself. Humanity had come as far as it had in a haze of war, sickness, violence, and genocide. History was drenched in blood. But it also had cooperation and kindness, generosity, intermarriage. The one didn__ come without the other.