AzureSparrow

            “Tell me my dear child, what is it that scares you most?”            “Is it the creatures that crawl beneath your bed at night? Is it the tightness in your chest as you stand in the face of righteousness?”            “Perhaps it is the loneliness you struggle against each night, as you hope and pray for someone to pull your head above the inky sludge that threatens to suffocate you, in the despair that is the oceans floor.”            A trembling whisper floats across the chamber.            “Yes, and no.”            “I fear each of these among the company of many oth