It can be utterly terrifying, to be part of making history. You might ask yourself why it has to be you, and why not somebody else. You might curse your luck, or sink into a form of escape. Mostly, you hate yourself for having always chosen the path of righteousness, even if you know yourself, deep down, to be so beyond redemption and so far from justice that you couldn't find it if somebody gave you a map and painted a stripe on the ground all the way towards it. But you could never accept the wrong, the twisted, so you have to keep going. God knows what you'll find at the end of the path, but when it is done, you will know that it is the only path you could ever have trodden. If you seek courage, then you have already found it.