We know no fear. It was cut from our souls at birth. We can feel it only as an absence, as an empty shadow cast by the light of annihilation. In the face of a future of atrocity I stand mute, numb to the only feeling that would make me human. But I remember what fear was: its cold pulse in my veins; its echo in my ears. I remember fear, and remember that I was once human. I look towards what must come to pass and I wish that I could meet it as my ancestors did, with fear. The future deserves that, it deserves fear. John French
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It was in the day when I was seven that I first saw the horror of war. The Continent was at war. My country had been at war for twenty years. The Continent was a battleground, and we had been fighting all that time.

I remember my father would return from battle with his clothes in tatters, and when he would sit beside me and tell me stories of his conquests I felt nothing but pity for him. He seemed broken and beaten, and sickened by what he had seen and done. I felt no fear, but complete detachment from the horrors of what we were doing to each other.

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