Ancestral Legacy

Anger is the mask of fear. His mask looks like a red warthog with blue lightning and orange tusks. His mask looks like a rampage through the forest uprooting trees and smashing rocks. His mask looks like a litany of evil words meant to push others down. His mask has deep roots into the fear of rejection, of isolation, of a terrifying darkness that follows him everywhere. He doesn’t know it, but the darkness is not his. He inherited it from his grandfather, who inherited it from his mother who inherited it from all their ancestors who came before them. When he fights the darkness, the darkness only grows darker and deeper and stronger.