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Current fic obsession(s): everything even remotely Haikyuu!!, Gintama, Ereri (digression: I don't care much about Riren or Ereri, though I think I usually prefer the former?, but Ereri sounds so cute)

A long time ago, she remembered her father saying that when the cold wind blows the lone wolf dies but the pack survives. He had it all backwards. Arya, the lone wolf, still lived, but the wolves of the pack had been taken and slain and skinned.

Swift as a deer.
Quiet as a shadow.
Fear cuts deeper than swords.
Quick as a snake.
Calm as still water.
Fear cuts deeper than swords.
Strong as a bear.
Fierce as a wolverine.
Fear cuts deeper than swords.
The man who fears losing has already lost.
Fear cuts deeper than swords.
Fear cuts deeper than swords.
Fear cuts deeper than swords.