Blank Fear
Fear.
I stared at that fateful guardian, the domineering deity - the doorway to the next room.
Fear.
I've been here before, I've been here so many times, but never as close as this, never this close to the entirety of it.
Fear.
My hand rests, cold sweat squelching tightly against the hand of fate.
Fear.
I turn, directing the darkness, absorbing the end.
Fear.
All is revealed - Fear.





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