Again the emptiness invaded my heart and my mind. What I feared the most about the curse was the loneliness it carried around, the emptiness of it.
What if at the end of everything I got trapped? What if the one that is inside, hidden in my mind, takes over control of my body and my thoughts?
What if everything disappears?
I was afraid of that, however, I also knew that the part that embraced the curse inside me, that terrifying person was more powerful than me. Maybe because it gained the powers of the shadow that my soul can create, maybe because it can control it, that part of me can control it and can be strong enough to fight face to face the Beast.
Then… should I let it out? Maybe.
"Lucia…" again the words of a distant memory echoed in the empty space.
"Lucia…" I am afraid of answering that voice. I don't want him to see me in this awful state. This me with these terrified eyes and pulsing anxiety. I am ashamed.