“You are starting to become a best indeed little man.” Fear growled
Fear was a shadow. Not just any shadow. The shadow stank of evil. How is fear the ugliest thing I’ve ever seen?
Fear had a core.
Fear’s core was my mother hanging limply dead.
“What’s the matter James? Afraid to face REALITY!” Fear shrieked
I dropped the sword and fell on my knees.
“Yes James, let me consume you. The mightiest of warriors have fallen to me and you shall too.”
Fear slid towards me.
I stared at my Mother’s corpse and cried.
As I saw the end coming and realized that if I didn’t do something quickly EVERYTHING would be over.
I began searching every fiber of my being at an indescribable speed as Fear slid towards me.
And then I found it. The only thing that could save me.
Fear was coming in what seemed like slow motion.
It took me awhile to see his weakness but I did.
Fear’s paper was embedded in my Mother’s chest.
Fear jumped hesitated in his movement for a second. And I leaped for him.