part 1 [guess who these two?]

''Hey Are YOU confused by all this....this....?'' He brandished his bow at the clattering carnage around us, gnashing teeth like a crocodile, ''Have YOU really lost the plot? Can't tell who is who, huh, maybe shell-shocked!!??'' 

I doubt if anyone looking at this intense scene can read us for who we really are. Sometimes I feel like that imaginary on-looker.

He thundered on a bit, but I kept a steady grip on the reins.

'If my father could see me like this...he would ...!!!!'  He shook his head, anguish and rage in full flood.

'If my father could see me like this...he would...!!!' my voice not a retort, echoed my mind, clear as a sun-beam.

Our pennant snapping its jaws, as if eager to devour the wind. 

He was right.

I was right.

You might say we mirrored each other: righteous young men driven by nature and nurture.

There was nothing left but to return to the centre of the inferno, to fight fire with fire.

We are about to 

GO

totally

BALLISTIC!!!...............

part 2 [guess who?]

He said

skilled young man how highly trained

mature in manner and how well restrained

life saving face with grace under fire

dispelling the dark his deed shone like the sun

did rightly your son what had to be done

back to the battle stormed he and my son

to be contd.