A hive of anticipation whirls within my ribs.
Is this the start to something immeasurably exciting?
A war worth waging, a city worth saving, a cowardice worth fighting.
I think so... No! I know well, it is.
A flood of fears and doubts flutter behind my eyelids.
Will the tremble of my voice, expose me for what I feel.
Victory and defeat tinged with sourer and sweet, both palpably real.