Truth, Or Dare.

He, could feel, it. He, could taste, it, He, could face, it. Well, he thought so ! But, he did not embrace it. Fear. Where did it come from ? How did it rear up, seemingly out of nowhere. The point of its influence, like being  " prodded with a stick, " made him realize its power. There was mention of it, in books. And, how to use it, especially in warfare. Could he use, it ? To his advantage.
The notion was better than being " toyed " with. By this " Force. " Natural, in character, but, bringing on " senses " way beyond the ordinary. Heightened anticipation, as well as " focused " intent, to survive, sent alarm bells " into a spin " ! Would the acknowledgement of what was happening cause him to adjust to " the harsh reality " ? The, indiscretion, as it was, allowing him to further his potential and potency ! Or, was this just a delusion ? Or, illusion ?
In his mind were all the horrors, as maligned, and aligned with, for centuries. These were to be considered a resource, now. Being of practical " concern " in tactical planning. To make more of himself, than ever thought possible. Before, the " beast " ! As, she was best perceived. As, she quite liked, actually ?
In the end, it came down to fundamentals. And, down to nerve. As well as verve. To become the icon of clear thinking, when facing, danger. To raise his " Game " to be assured of more. The breath, of fresh air, now, already, delivering purpose to his " world. " And, all that entailed. The excitement, if that was what it was, left his mouth dry. He now understood ambition. Rather than just, a good time ! This, was to be " the making of him. " Not, the breaking. Surely, to " goodness " !
Any way, he could see the door. And, the knocking on it. Being a blessing, in disguise ! And, the " connection " with The Beast being of serious advantage. When, it came, down to it. The " Dutch " courage, inside, making for even stronger resolve to put matters, right. Why, would it not ? The lay of the land was in his favour. None could dispute that ? Even, if others, including so-called friends disagreed ? Surely ?
The challenges before him, and the fear, were to hone his capabilities. And, his worth. Probably, in front of the Lord. And, be put down, for all time, as far better " than an exercise, in futility " ! To, cut to the chase, he would rise. Like a Phoenix. Despite, the facts, pointing to someone " informing " the aforementioned party," of his wayward stance. And, inappropriate, reading of the space " between lines. " Obviously, not determined as battle fronts. With, all manner of weaponry, available to use. But, not required, really ?
The coming, to terms, of " Rules Of Engagement, " would be enough, with thought, to divert attention, from the worst. And, enhance negotiation. Probably, on the path to successful outcomes, and outpourings, to mutual benefit. The " Lust For Life " grasped to realize the will, and, all it has to offer. In sculpting, a future. Or, something, like it. How good would, that, be ? In " light, of events " ?
It, was a " step, in the right direction, " he again thought, to bring into stark contrast, the problems of the past, to live better. From, now on. To, make more of any day. Than, conceived tangible. With, her. He, vowed not to go off, on a " tangent " ! Away, from the truth. Of, what can give, and, what can take. Life, was more important, than that. He, and, those associated, with it, comprihended.
Now.
In his " heart, of hearts " was the acceptance of his place. In, the " scheme, of things "  and in history. To, be, or not to be, more. That, was a question. He, would answer.
After, " knocking, on the door, "  he found he was focused. Completely.

See, the picture, " Serendipity ", showing off, our " Kate "....or, " Bad Boys " Will, and Martin, doing " their thang " !! Obviously.