But this you know.

You are a Seeker. You invite the Unknown to share a bottomless carafe - and sometimes two. You long for whirring machines of flight and fancy. With the wind in your hair and the uncharted ahead, you command the helm. You follow your compass toward fortune. You wander by land and sea and stars and sky, because for you there is no other way. To each man a fate and to each fate, a fury itching to fly. But don't worry, you're in good company; we're flying beside you.

Some might say we're mad. That we Seekers seize universal energy and use it to delight in aimless wanderings. They call us lords of lunacy, commanders gone rogue.

And to that we say, "Indeed, we are. And truly great ones."

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