All of this was just a prelude to something greater...


2. Moon

We have a second self. All of us. Even those without a body can change... His time is at night, when the moon he once stood in awe of hangs highest in the sky. I want to let go, to pretend it's Lupus, that it's nothing to be afraid of, but I know that that could never be so. Despite all that Lupus is, he could never know this, not how to break into my subconscious, how to make me truly afraid. Fear is pure, concentrated. 

But fear can be fought. 'I' cannot.

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