For the first time in an interminably shit number of years, I don't want someone to fear me. The realization burns worse than Skoll's fire ever could. I want the adoration back. The wide-eyed wonder. I want to see the shock on her face at her own strength, her own power. I want to see her fierce scowl when somebody tells her she can't do something. I want to see her peaceful expression whenever she leaves this world and goes to whatever sanctuary she has built inside her mind.
