I saw the glisten of their skin, the beady look in their eyes, and I was afraid.
I saw what they did to that poor child, I heard her screams, and I was afraid.
I saw them turn on me, and I was terribly afraid.
I saw them rush towards me on a wave of power, and I was afraid.
I saw them close the distance between us, and I was afraid.
I saw the distance dissappear, saw the blood, and I was afraid.
Then I saw her, my angel, and I was no longer afraid.



Wellington
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