SMUGGLING.

THE " STAY. " The, way. The, grey. What, was to become of them, now they were convinced of the path to follow ? The moonlight escapades, abandoning all rational strategies for an " easy " life, to smuggle goods on the darkest market, had to be adhered to considering " company " involved. The TRADE, off the well-worn, meant experiencing much more of life, than previously anticipated. The journey in to the recesses of the mind, to extract a mood for illicit bargaining, apart from the robbery, laid nothing but fateful enterprise at the door. Where, was the end ? Now, commitment to unsavoury characters was forged.
The " blaggards ", bragging of previous explorations into nether regions, expected quality. Quality of service. Quality of delivery. Without any repercussions. Or, questions. A mistake, was unthinkable due to an overbearing perception of threat. The " wheel of fortune " was spinning. How long was there to be the reception of merchandise, to guarantee peace of mind, and body. ? Health and happiness was only there due to compliance. Any act relating to the over-riding will was carried out, regardless of security or " protection " of personal standing. The " grey area " or mystifying incisions into the " questionable ", left " nothing to be desired " !
They were at the mercy of those who took what they wanted, when they wanted, it.
" You can see me right on, that, my dear ! "
" You, leave nothing to chance. Make the best of, it, my lovely ! "
" Just do what I say. Then, it, will be. Alright. "
" Do, it. For, the " good ", of us all. Then, we can rest easy. Can't we ? "
Common  bondage, to the whim, was exerted by underlying pressure to perform. To, the standard, believed to be appropriate to the positive outcome. And, nothing else mattered. Societies rules were broken. So, all etiquette was rejected for indulgences. As, every day was thought of as a blessing. To be used according to rougher exchange,than lesser tested souls experienced. Rewards, were bought and sold, cheaply. Along with pride and moral codes. Anything, was possible. And, invariably happened. Why not ? Considering, THE " CONTRACT " !!
Love and restful states were cast aside, for the benefit of a lifestyle, giving slightly more hope than usual. For, acquisitions to bring temporary contentment. How, the souls were cast " to the gale-force wind," of daily upheaval and subjective " misadventures. " Whatever they were.
" Could you do, that ? "