While you are walking the tightrope everyone else makes it seem as if the circus has come to town. Ie. you are to be a leader of many people but one that will involve risk.
Someones little soldier shows the material only to smell a rat do not realise the extra length you are paying for.
Time slowly closes in and the trick of the trade backs off, where lingering prying eyes has caught out and may need a new technique.
You got yourself up there so do not go blaming anyone if you feel pushed to be unsturdy.
Something has you putting your defenses up, clue may be the new baby in town which has alot of talking about. Not the only one who is showing some form of interest but having to be in secret and holds the key, a distant voice hits the nail on the head.
In the forest; a sign clearly left behind in the midst of the field to reveal the time they shall appear again. While many are working hard in the fields gathering the crops, it seems the place for a secret rendezvous. Surely, there is a time and a place for such happenings only this not being it. While to be away from the others who are gathered at the coast where land reaches out to sea and has become a place for celebrations. Certainly and conveniently planned out.
In the stones; just like a dark passing of a cloud but then you would be on a short leash, taking it slowly and one step at a time wont need the wind in your sails, a love who waits at the first step like a bridge to cross has you floating on a cloud above and not water under a bridge.
2 Thessalonians Ch.2:V.3 "Let no man deceive you by any means: for that day shall not come, except there come a falling away first, and that man of sin be revealed, the son of perdition."