Fear Is What If Faith Is Even If の小説・ストーリー

“Oh, I have many questions about this entire situation and about all of you. But I have a feeling that most of those will probably go unanswered. And I did freak out at first, but once the adrenaline and fear weren’t driving my brain I’ve been able to think it through. I’ve had all night to ponder this unexpected experience here; the most shocking part is that I’m not scared. A little surprised by you, but not scared.” “That seems odd, and highly unlikely that you’d have zero fear of us.” I organize my thoughts for a few seconds before I respond, “Madison, we live in a world where religious faith and following a book written thousands of years ago, can have a greater hold on a person’s psych

"Nothing's working… " "Are you sure about that? Have you really gone through each and every possibility?" ".... I don—" "Conquer your fears, kid… " "...i've tried it…but…" "Try harder! " "..." "What if it doesn't work?" ". " ".." "..." The voice paused for a second as if trying to find the right words, "Remember this… Fear metals the chalice, Self doubt concots the blood poison. Mind is deeper than the ocean and yet… only Faith is human… "

And something else. Fear.

Not fear. Nothing. Ever.

"And we can never be humans without a sprinkle of fear. Courage is nothing without fear." "Life will never be the same without 'if', the 'IFs'. What if I die at this very moment? What if I'll never become the person I want to be? What if I'll drown? Thus, fear. The E in Sane stands for Exactly. You are exactly right, Sane. Fear is part of living. Thus, I can never judge you based on your fear. I can only tease you." She grinned before pinching his cheek. She skipped happily, making Sane jog in order to keep up with her. The day was going on fine and he was feeling a lot better, better in a way that he’d got to have a conversation about a thing that had been bothering him for almost a month n

“There is nothing better than a belief. Faith makes you calm. Faith protects against fear." “Although I'm too lazy to admit it, you're right. I feel helpless when I don't have faith in my heart. Olivia's disappearance caused a lot of uncertain speculation in my heart. Bad things often float in my mind and make me uneasy.” "Then you have to make sure Olivia is okay," said Aciel trying to calm down.

And fear is a brittle shield. If something bigger came along. Something that wasn't afraid to die. The fear would turn to panic. And the city would burn.

He fell quiet for a moment, his expression growing more thoughtful. "The werewolf elders have spent years trying to understand things like this. But as far as we know, no one has ever been in a situation quite like yours. The old records and legends don't have any answers. So we simply don't know whether the faith people place in you will affect you the way it once affected true deities." He looked at me for a moment before speaking again. "Faith itself isn't something to be afraid of," he said. "The worst that can happen is that nothing changes. The best? It might become a source of strength when you need it most. Either way, there's no harm in letting people believe in you."

“What did you feel when the house was quiet?” I hesitated. “Like I was the last person alive, Sometimes I will imagine walking out the door and just keep going until I found a road. But then I would picture him finding me, and it was like my body forgot how to move.” “That’s not love,” Dr. Freeman said quietly, “That’s fear, and fear can feel like love if you’ve been taught to confuse the two.” Something in me cracked at what he said, my hand went to my mouth, pressing hard, but the sound that escaped was part laugh, part sob.

“If I waited then it would look like doubt and if I looked like doubt then they would push harder and they would press the advantage and they would come for us before we were ready to meet them.” “Let them think you doubt and let them think you fear because you do not have to carry every burden alone and you do not have to pretend that you are not afraid when the wolves who look to you are afraid and they need to know that fear is not weakness and fear is not surrender and fear is the fire that has forged the strength that we carry in our chests.”