I was born to move, bound by momentum destined to wander, beckoned by distance. I reject chains. They corrupt like venom. Never to be slowed or misled by assistance. If I am weary, I will rest for a night, lay down, my mind free to dream and explore. But I will wake ready, before first light; this calling of New I cannot ignore. I will leave behind, when I say this pledge, ever setting suns and fast fading faces. I will carry with me vast horizon’s edge, and the memories of places… -Travellers Pledge