What frightens you? What makes the hair on the your arms rise, your palms sweat,the breath catch in your chest like a wild thing caged? Is it the dark? A fleeting memory of a bedtime story, ghosts and goblins and witches hiding in the shadows? Is it the way the wind picks up just before a storm, the hint of wet in the air that makes you want to scurry home ot the safety or your fire?
Or is it something deeper, something much more frightening, a monster deep inside that you’ve only glimpsed in pieces, the vast unknown of your own soul where secrets gather with a terrible power, the dark inside? Is this what scares you?