[ WP ] : Turn your deepest , darkest fear into something genuinely sweet and heartwarming

`` You do n't belong here,'' the great behemoth thought, clicking rows of razor sharp teeth together in absent-minded rumination as he glided effortlessly through the murky water. He gazed curiously at a helplessly thrashing shape descending slowly towards him from the surface, studying it with black, unblinking eyes and stirring the water with tentacles both mighty and countless. 
 
 The current was too much for the poor, lost little boy and, no matter how furiously he beat his arms and legs against it, he just kept sinking. Deeper and deeper into the abyss, the fetid water filling his nostrils with the stink of thousands of years of swirling chaos beneath the waves. He gulped at the water for breath that was n't there, the icy water filling his mouth. He tasted death. 
 
 With a casual pull of his great arms, the dark giant raised silently beside the boy. The scent of fear permeated the water around him. Spreading wide his vast tangle of tendrils, he surrounded the child and let drift. Sinking slowly beside him, he eyed the boy with massive black pearls, unseen himself through the murky depths. He felt a pang shudder through his enormous grey hearts. A feeling he had n't felt in aeons beneath the uncaring depths. `` Is this empathy?'' he pondered. This lost soul had found himself in a realm that knows nothing of empathy, only the cold bite of need. The sting of want. A world that knows only hunger and death, the big fish eating the small, and he was the biggest of fish of them all. 
 
 The boy's muscles stung and his lungs burned. He slowed his frantic thrashing, his thoughts became cloudy. The world around him grew ever dark, and he knew in his fast beating heart that his short time had run up. His life, a life that had only just begun, was ending. Trapped here in this damp, icy prison forever. He felt the cold embrace him. The cold felt slimy. The cold felt strong. He closed his eyes. 
 
 Raising a massive tangle of fleshy ropes up into the hot, unfamiliar air, the behemoth placed carefully upon the bridge overhead, a tender gift. Breathing deep through his gills from the very water that nearly ended the boy, he felt a warmth in his great dark hearts that he had never known before. `` You will be safe now, little minnow. You will be free.'' He thought, as he thrashed swiftly into the blackness. Returning to his life of death. 
 
 Edit: Fish. I'm scared of fish.
