Lying on the border of thought, it takes shape and becomes real. Hungry for fear it seeks only death. Your scared beating heart and your last breath feed the beast and bring it the power to remain!
Patrick M. Wuebbels
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If somebody cringes, as long as there is a gasp or a startled cry, as long as the hunter hunts his prey, there will be I. I am a shadow I am a whisper, I am a shout, I am fear and sometimes I live!