~SEBASTIAN KOL~
Fear had only ever taken root where desire lived. Where love dared to exist.
You desire to live, and so you fear death.
You desire wealth, and so you fear poverty.
You desire love, and so you fear its absence.
Dependence bred fear, because to need something was to risk becoming nothing without it.
And so I feared nothing. I held nothing of value, nothing I loved too much that fear could use as leverage over me. For fear didn’t just make one weak, it made one its captive, its slave. And I couldn’t afford that. I couldn’t afford having a vulnerability. I wanted the exceptional kind of power that came with being unafraid.
But lately, there was something gnawing at me, making heat coil in my chest, creating what I’d call a forbidden desire within me, and a dependence I n
