Tuesday, September 21, 2010

The Meaning of Fear

"Why have you come, foolish man-ape? Do you not know what I am? I thought your kind grown wiser; I have seen none for many years."

"O Dark One, I come willingly," I cried, feeling that delicious tingle of terror. "I know the power of Fear. Hail, Lord!"

"A... sacrifice? I am being... fed?" The presence withdrew. It said nothing further that night.

I returned the following evening, but the habitat was empty. They tried to claim it had finally died of deprivation, but the rumors had already begun.

I felt the tingle again. It was no longer so pleasant.

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