Primal Fear (trope)/Quotes

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Very softly down the glade runs a waiting, watching shade,
And the whisper spreads and widens far and near.
And the sweat is on thy brow, for he passes even now--

He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear!
The Song of the Little Hunter, Rudyard Kipling
"I will show you fear in a handful of dust."