Daughter of Fear

by Morian Bloodmoon

I was an art therapist at Arkham Asylum. I used to have friends and family. But no more. HE says I am his new legacy, the child he never had. I'm now trapped in HIS nightmare. Hello, is anyone out there? Can anyone help me! Please R&R, critiquing allowed

1. Author's Note

Daughter of Fear

Author's Note

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This story is made up of my own personal journal entries: from my days as an art therapist at Arkham Asylum, to when I am the "adopted" daughter of The Scarecrow. I will also add my session recordings in the mix.

Later on in the story you will also see snippets of Dr. Jonathan Crane's journal, but not much. Most of his journals he destroyed or had been damage over time. His Journals were mostly pieces of torn up scrap paper and, thus, can be difficult to read.

Each chapter will contain a weeks worth of journal entries, sometimes less or more. Before I begin a chapter, I will do a collage of sorts to represent and foreshadow the chapter that will follow.

First though, will be the introduction, whish will be just in written format.

This story has a theme song to it. It is from Japan and is probably to an anime. I'm not quite sure. The song is entitled 'Child's Play", and it is by Hazuki Nano from the album: Gothika. If that is right. The song is almost like a nursery rhyme and it is extremely eerie; very fitting for the Scarecrow, but it also has a feminine touch to it for the Daughter of Fear.

Here's the link: .com/watch?v=r2vSkyQjH1o

Lyrics:

Where are my eyes

Where is my lip?

Why is here a place

Cold darkness here?

There are children playing

In a mirror.

Laughter does not leave under the

Labyrinth

Red blood gets my body wet

And who is killing me?

Where is my hair?

Where is my foot?

Why is here a place

Cold darkness here?

Want to feel warmth of

Skin gets wet as having got wet

And rain

And who is killing me?

Each of the chapters will contain this song in the illustration.

This is a project I and my best friend are working on. If you too enjoy the tale, comments will be much appreciated. Tell me what you like about the story or what you don't like. But be warned: I will not accept flames, ridicule, and rudeness. This story is something for my enjoyment that I thought to share with you.

I never stuck with a project very well, so this kind of a test for me. I will try my hardest to see this through the end.

Thank you for your time. Now, let the tale begin!

With Love,

Morian Bloodmoon

AKA

Margaret A. Ellis

(I will use my real name in the story)