She sighed, then spoke rapidly, rattling off her own fears and worries. "I fear change, I fear that we face an implacable enemy, and that he may even be right. I fear that my children hate me, my people hate me, and that only one person in all of existence knows who I really am. I fear that my best is nowhere near good enough, that I have stretched myself too thin, over too many tasks, trying to hold back an endless tide, and that all that work may have been for nothing. I fear the future, because it is uncertain, and likely filled with greater peril than we've ever encountered. I fear for my children, and the grim destinies that haunt them. And, most of all, I fear for you, because everything I just said is probably what you're thinking, only so, so much worse."