I was in a storm that I couldn't stand. The clouds occurred the whole Mountain, I couldn't even see the brightness nor rays of the sun.  I couldn't hear the roar of the lion. The fear was my friend not because of love but it was always here, next to me. I couldn't let it go.

But one day I realized that I couldn't let fear or pain always be here for me. I can stand on the edge and scream much as I can. Nobody can stand for the brightness that...