Today's OneWord: Falter

You begin to falter in your orations, your ankles shaking beneath your bold, black boots. The crowds are waiting, fists still raised. They're waiting to chant your name. But to do that, they must hear of the Great Truth. And what is the Great Truth? That you control the seas like Poseidon with his trident. And your New Order shall form an empire that will not sink like Atlantis. But you are realizing, with the microphone squeaking from your hesitant breaths, that the tide is already pulling you and your regime in.