Heartbeat rushing, like a drum in the glass. Standing by the mirror, watching the minutes pass. Everything's quiet, but the air is loud with fate. This is the moment I finally open the gate. No more dreams, no more shadows, no more cold, empty doubt. My whole life led to this moment right now. I'm out of second chances, I'm out of time to doubt. This is the final jump, the last line in the sand. I'm surrendering to fate, with my heart in my hand. I could turn back now, pretend I never took the call. Pretend that voice wasn't just another voice after all. But the story's written, and I choose where this goes. I will choose the magic, and hope the real man shows. Five minutes... Four... This is real, this is now. Three... two... one...
