What frightens you?
What makes the hair on your arms rise, your palms sweat, the
breath catch in your chest like a wild thing caged?
Is it the dark? A fleeting memory of a bedtime story, ghosts and
goblins and witches hiding in shadows? Is it the way the wind
picks up just before a storm, the hint of the wet in the air that makes you
want to scurry home to the safty of your fire?
Or is it something deeper, somthing much more frightening, a
monster deep inside that you've glimpsed only in pieces, the vast
unknow of your soul where secrets gather with a terrible
power, the dark inside?
If you will listen, I will tell you a story-one whose ghosts cannot
be banished by the comfort of a roaring fire. I will tell you the story of
how we found ourselves in a realm where dreams are formed
destiny is choses, and magic is real as your handprint in the snow. I will
tell you how we unlocked the Pandora's box of ourselfs, tast
freedom, stained our souls with blood and choice, and unleash a horror
on the worlds that destroyed its dearest Order. These pages are a
confession of all that has led to this cold, and gray dawn. What will be
now, I cannot say.
Is your heart beating faster?
Do the clouds seem to be gathering on ther horizon?
Does the skin on your neck feel stretched tight, waiting for a kiss
you both fear and need?
Will you be scared?
Will you know the truth?
Mary Dowd
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