Fear is the color of midnight, the sound of unknown demons calling your name.  Fear is fire and storm and places unspeakably cold with the winds of life.  Fear is walking along a dark, unalterable path and suddenly realizing that the path goes nowhere.  And that you must forever tread it.  Alone. 

"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." ― Edmund Burke

THAT is what I'm made of.

Associated with the Sun, a phoenix obtains new life by arising from the ashes of its predecessor.
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If you don't read anything else this year, read this story! It has now become one of my favourites!https://www.wattpad.com/story/254325024
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