The Higher One shifts into swirling formless mist, its true form, and screams, “Tell me! You seek truths. Give me this one!” “Yes!” I yelled to the maelstrom of smoke whipping around me. The cloud shifted, returning to Dianna’s form. “Yes, I am afraid. She left so easily before. Even if I say the words, what’s stopping her from leaving me again? Or what if she does not feel the same? So yes, I am afraid. I fear not monsters or realms or anything really, but that, her rejection, she terrifies me.”
