Serendipity
Prologue
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What is it about Fear that seems to make everything come to a halt? As if to draw out the suspension – mocking, teasing. There's a ball of mental energy sitting inside of your chest, planting itself onto your heart and rooting itself at the core. The ball is a psychological phenomenon, and yet it's heavy. It crushes down on your being and forces you to shrink down on yourself, making you small. Just a fraction of the person you really are. And then you become that fraction. Fear never passes. On good days, Fear is there. On normal days, Fear is there. On bad days, Fear consumes. It lingers, just waiting to be brought forth from behind the light.
And sometimes, people let it win.