Exposed

There is an object that has the power to reveal your innermost thoughts and desires. Run your fingers over it, and the object can show you everything you are. It takes practice and patience and courage, and the reward is immeasurable.

I find I dread the object. Doesn’t make sense, as all I want is to dig to the core, to discover truth, expose it for everyone to see. Still, I’m afraid. Will the object rip my fingertips to bloody bones? Electrify me? No. It’ll expose me for who I really am, and that the most frightening thing of all.

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