Candy-Gal75

When he first called me "Fearless" I was surprised. Never before had I thought of myself as such. Actually, I feel quite the opposite. Every battle, every injury, every time we're separated I'm scared. My heartbeat skips and tremors rattle my fingers as I try to keep my breathing under control. Fear trickles down my spine like cold water and threatens to shut down my brain so that I can't think. But I force myself to fight fear and overcome those paralyzing sensations. I do it to protect them, to be a good brother, to act as a strong leader. When he first called me "Fearless" it was sarcastic. There's hardly a time when he's not. It was a wo