You will hear the thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, and your heart, as it was then, will be on fire. ~"You Will Hear Thunder" ~by Anna Akhmatova
None of us are actually afraid of the dark; we are scared of what it conceals from us. We're afraid of having something with the potential to hurt us standing right before our eyes and not registering it as a threat. people can be like that, too.