Sorrow on the tundra. She shivered and struggled to surround herself with stones much larger than her body.I bowed to her and asked, “Tell me, Sorrow, how can I help?”“The emptiness, it’s consuming me.
I must fill it,” she answered.“I see,” I said. I knelt and showed her the grass growing beneath her feet. “This is not emptiness, but a space awaiting your expansion.”***I found Fear cowering in a cage.
She locked the door behind her and swallowed the key.I bowed to her and asked, “Tell me, Fear, how can I help?”“The danger, it’s surrounding me.
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