Love has its place, as does hate. Peace has its place, as does war. Mercy has its place, as do cruelty and revenge.
Meir Kahane
Chapter 20- The Real Stenkil.
To: Diana.
Date: 15th December 2013, 03:14am
Subject: This is what insomnia feels like?
From: Christopher.
Diana,
This is what insomnia feels like? I JUST CANNOT SLEEP!
It is so frustrating. The adrenaline is rushing in my veins due the practice I just had.
Your so-called-best friend’s father just changed the plans.
He first wants to have a wrestling match and then a sword fight.
If someone survives in the 12-hour wrestling match, then next day, we would have a sword fight.
I’m scared. I am admitting this to you because I trust you and love you Diana.
What if I lose everything? What if I never can marry you?
I wanted us to have beautiful children Di. What if I never see them?
I’m terrified. These monsters are haunting me.
The nightmares have returned, in full force.
I want you to wish me luck. Please. The match is in tomorrow. Or rather today, at 4pm.
Hope that I make it.
I love you very, very much. Please remember that.
I love you.
Yours, Chris.
I sighed and sent the mail.
It was right. I was terrified. My sir had come to train me for a difficult fight, but I was terrified.
“You need to fight your inner demons to overpower their warrior. That person can be stronger than you, so you need to form quick strategies in your head and exhibit it my son.” My sir’s voice came back.
He was right. I had to face these demons. Not run away from them.
***
To: Christopher.
Date: 15 December, 2013. 08:04 am.
Subject: Re: This is what insomnia feels like?
From: Diana.
Christopher,
‘What’ and ‘if’ would be a dangerous phrase if those words are joined together.
You should not live in the future and past Chris. You should live in the present.
You should be confident Chris.
You know you can do it. I know you can do it.
I love you too.
Diana.
She said she loves me.
This improved my mood and I felt a lot better.
***
My opponent was a huge burly man, in his mid-twenties.
He had a scarred chest to prove his input for his country.
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