Vigil of the Valiant Aspirant

Anxious anticipation grips the heart,

Bated breath, a battle of the mind.

Countless moments creep by, slow and long,

Doubt's dark tendrils tighten their hold.

Eager eyes scan screens for swift response,

Fate's fickle fingers toy with time.

Gut churns, grappling with hope and fear,

Hours hang heavy, heralding news.

Impatient pacing, pondering prospects,

Judgment looms, journey's end draws near.