She looked at him and he saw real fear in her for the first time.

And for the first time in his life he felt real fear.

The thought of living without one another had been the only real fear in their lives.

That was the only time I had known real fear.

The real fear wasn't the water but the boat coming down on top of you.

She tried to answer, couldn't, and real fear shot through him.

It was her only real fear: I will never be free.

Real fear came on those who thought they were abandoned.

Real fear had not yet begun, but already she could feel its approach.

With real fear, because most of them didn't look too bright.