There is a point when facing the unknown stops being a longed-for adventure and becomes a terrifying reality.
Reality, Adventure, Fear
The bloody times, the horror, will just be history to them, words on a page, so how will they dare to judge? Very easily, I should imagine.
History, Judgement
I found it hateful, yet I wanted to be part of it.
Evil, Humanity, Society
I felt as if something hung there in the back of my mind, waiting to tarnish whatever happiness I might find. Is it safer to be unhappy? Nothing ever wants to take that away.
Life, Sadness, Depression