Kael’s room of fear was not a place of darkness, but of blinding, sterile light.
It was a space constructed not from the absence of anything, but from the overwhelming presence of a single, unyielding question: ’What if?’
Each thread of fear Kael wove into his construct was a potential future, a possibility of failure, a permutation of loss.
But in giving them shape, he was not making them real. He was making them manageable.
The room was a testament to the idea that to understand a fear, you could not simply observe it from a distance. You had to build it a home.