Prologue:
There once was a little girl whose family was poisoned by rage. All around her, everyone she knew was slowly rotting, dying from their burning anger. She saw it happening. Watched her parents' fiery eyes as they fought to take everyone in their path with them to the grave. She saw first how anger clouded their judgment and then how it killed them. She didn't want to die. She didn't want to die, but she was angry too, and it hurt her. She was angry and she was dying. What emotion could she use to combat her anger? Sadness? No. In her clan, she was taught to use her sadness to become fury at the injustice of being wronged. The true opposite of anger is fear. And so, to save herself, the girl became afraid. Afraid of anger, afraid of life, and afraid to die. Fear is what saved her, and fear is what makes her miserable.
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A/N: First drabble series. I wrote it a while ago and finally decided to post it.