Fear Leads to Anger

What have I done? What am I doing? To think that it could reach me like that…I became so, so angry. Scared. I threatened it. What an idiot thing to do. I should have said nothing. But I couldn’t. The anger, the rage…I wasn’t thinking. What have I done? Did I even mean it? Yes. I did mean it. But I don’t want to. I don’t want to spend forever with that thing. I don’t want to spend another 500 years. I do not want to spend a single day or hour or minute with it. I want to never see it again. I want it to just go away.
 
But it won’t. I know it won’t. The others are gone. Where else can it reap its revenge?
 
I hate being scared like this.
 
I need to be strong. Stronger. I am Lathander’s light, damnit! I will do whatever I must to destroy that thing, come what may. It is the promise I made to the others. Kelin. Mairi. Sulonius. There are three more names. I will remember them. I must. It might be they passed some knowledge to their descendants, some way to defeat it.
 
I just have to be strong.