I feel such a coward. It is such a childish thing to be afraid of. Badhor and I were caught in a thunderstorm earlier. An exceptionally strong one. It is merely loud noise and bright light, and yet with every crack of thunder to reach my ears as the storms rages overhead, every thunderclap I feel slam through my frame, feel in the air, feel in the ground, I freeze in terror.
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