“I am the storm” chapter 30

I am the storm. My emotions create the tempest within me, as powerful as if Poseidon had been wielding his magic trident. It has been said that my destiny is written in the dust and water of the stars. Even if that were true, why should it be something remarkable? After all, it’s just dust

“I am the storm” chapter 19

Games of the mind. That’s what this is. And fear. How do you define fear? How do you define pure, unadulterated fear? Is itthought?  Sick and involuntary thought which repeats itself over and over. Like a scene of total and utter terror that begins again where it ends? Inside my head I am living out