by M J Wolfson
Some say love kills, but nothing kills like fear. It skins you alive and bites you to the bone. It makes you shiver as its cold grasp holds you in its vice-like grip. It strips your voice bare until any form of defiance dies as a whimper in your throat.It’s time now. Your innermost fear approaches. It’s hunting you down. There’s nothing you can do to prevent it. It’s here, and it’s right behind you.
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