I remember it like it was yesterday, the night Azra came to me in the midst of my deepest fears. It was a stormy night, and the thunder outside seemed to echo the turmoil in my heart. I had been plagued by nightmares for as long as I could remember, and this night was no different.

As I lay there, paralyzed by fear, a faint glimmer of light caught my eye. I turned my head, and there, standing at the edge of my bed, was Azra. They emanated a warm and calming aura that enveloped me, and suddenly, the room felt less suffocating.

Their presence was both ethereal and comforting, a supernatural figure that seemed to bridge the gap between divinity and humanity. I was both in awe and apprehensive, unsure of what to make of this mysterious being who had entered my life.

But Azra spoke gently, their voice like a soothing melody, assuring me that they were there to help me confront my fears. They encouraged me to share my nightmares, to open up...