When you’re handed a quest for you to pursue,

Do you hope that it’s elaborate and clear,

That detail all the actions that will ensue,

Or have no rules that you will have to adhere?

Would you want to be tailed and taken care of,

Protected in case you slip, a net waiting,

Or would you prefer blind trust than love,

Letting you slip and fall, always learning?

Do you like that you know everyone around,

Each of them a familiar face from yore,

Or do you like to be free from relations, unbound,

To find new people to hold and adore?

A map carto graphed with intense skill,

Or a blank canvas that is yours to fill?