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The Halfway Deity: Fighting Childhood Monsters
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As a child, I had many fears that kept me up at night. The fear of monsters under my bed, in my closet, and lurking in the dark corners of my room. But what I didn't know then was that there was a supernatural figure fighting those monsters for me.
This figure was not quite a deity, but not quite human either. It was a being of immense power, capable of facing the darkest and most terrifying creatures of the night. And it was always there, watching over me, even when I didn't know it.
As I grew older, my fears faded away, but my curiosity about this supernatural figure remained. I wanted to know more about it, to understand its purpose and its origins. And so, I began to search for answers.
My search led me to a remote village in the mountains, where I met an old wise woman who told me the story of the supernatural figure. She said that it was a being born out of the collective consciousness of humanity, created to fight the monsters of our fears. It was halfway between a deity and a human, embodying both the power of the divine and the frailty of mortality.
The wise woman also told me that the supernatural figure had many names, and that its true form was ever-changing, adapting to the fears of those it protected. And that it was always there, lurking in the shadows, ready to strike at the first sign of danger.
As I listened to her story, I realized that I had encountered this supernatural figure before. I remembered the times when I had woken up in the middle of the night, feeling a strange presence in my room. And I knew now that it was the supernatural figure, fighting the monsters of my childhood fears, keeping me safe.
From that day on, I felt a new sense of gratitude and respect for the supernatural figure. I knew that it was always there, watching over me, even when I couldn't see it. And I knew that it was fighting the monsters of my fears, so that I could sleep soundly at night.
© Anurag Tiwari
As a child, I had many fears that kept me up at night. The fear of monsters under my bed, in my closet, and lurking in the dark corners of my room. But what I didn't know then was that there was a supernatural figure fighting those monsters for me.
This figure was not quite a deity, but not quite human either. It was a being of immense power, capable of facing the darkest and most terrifying creatures of the night. And it was always there, watching over me, even when I didn't know it.
As I grew older, my fears faded away, but my curiosity about this supernatural figure remained. I wanted to know more about it, to understand its purpose and its origins. And so, I began to search for answers.
My search led me to a remote village in the mountains, where I met an old wise woman who told me the story of the supernatural figure. She said that it was a being born out of the collective consciousness of humanity, created to fight the monsters of our fears. It was halfway between a deity and a human, embodying both the power of the divine and the frailty of mortality.
The wise woman also told me that the supernatural figure had many names, and that its true form was ever-changing, adapting to the fears of those it protected. And that it was always there, lurking in the shadows, ready to strike at the first sign of danger.
As I listened to her story, I realized that I had encountered this supernatural figure before. I remembered the times when I had woken up in the middle of the night, feeling a strange presence in my room. And I knew now that it was the supernatural figure, fighting the monsters of my childhood fears, keeping me safe.
From that day on, I felt a new sense of gratitude and respect for the supernatural figure. I knew that it was always there, watching over me, even when I couldn't see it. And I knew that it was fighting the monsters of my fears, so that I could sleep soundly at night.
© Anurag Tiwari
