Literature
Fuine's Words of Fear
Fear is one cold host on your neck... .
One black haze, follows you... .
Fear is one beast in the darkness... .
One Knife, what attemt on your throat... .
It's a laughter, born of Ice,
Offered to the flames... .
Fear is not only a feeling... .
Not only a sentiment... .
Not an emotion... .
Yet still it only wants to hear your shivering voice... .
It's one hand, which caught you... .
Which drifts you done to darkness... .
Fangs of a wolf and claws of a bear... .
And stares to you out of raven eyes... .
Fear is the pip of one fruit... .
Son and daughter of one tree,
Which is rotten from the bark to the earth... .
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