Complacent in a world of adventure
Sitting in idle
Watching my life go by
I cease to go beyond my means of comfort
The life of an adventurer is too much trouble
I receive bad news of deadly charades
Never seeing my peers past the age of twenty
I wonder why they risk their life on such frugal ideals of wealth and fame
Throwing their youth to the deadly clutches of the dungeon
However while they live a short life of adventure and little regret
I stay locked up in my cobblestone house scared of dying
Terrified of the horrors that lie outside of my safety
Thus living with the most regret when I die
The more I think of adventuring
I realize how much I am missing
A chance to meet new confidants, gaining an impeccable amount wealth, and possibly gaining the title of hero
I walk up to my intimidating door
Thoughts of the terrors once again overtake me
I hurriedly escape to the comfort of my home
Regretting not having the determination to face my fears
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