Fearing the shadow of death with each breath is an agonizing countdown that leaves you exhausted and saps your will to fight until its echoing whisper fades into an icy silence that deprives you of everything. It’s like a deadly poison that takes effect silently, draining your energy, battering your mind’s defenses until you ultimately want to give in to its comfort, letting it shroud you in its dark mantle so the fear itself won’t kill you . . . slowly.
