by Forcing.Laughter » Thu Jan 16, 2014 10:12 am
Brook caught up to him..walking alongside him as they left the palace and into the open. A cool breeze buffeted Brooks hair, and she closed her eyes for a moment. She loved outside, where she felt free and spaced out.
She opened them again after a heartbeat or two, feeling her shoulders relax
“To me, Fearless is not the absence of fear. It's not being completely unafraid. To me, Fearless is having fears. Fearless is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, Fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death.”