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The Shadow

I sit watching myself, I feel so alone in this dream-like tale. I dance but there is no floor beneath my feet. A thick mist slowly appears, surrounding me and my reflection; I suddenly feel something touch my lips, it feels like warm fingers, they are as soft as silk. It whispers softly and my heart begins to race; it becomes a shadow, it is standing in front of me. A light begins to shine, it becomes clear; I awake suddenly to be back in my room with nothing but the street light shining through the window. I slowly sit up, I see a dark figure standing at the foot of my bed, my heart races once more. The shadow approaches my side; it gently sits beside me. My eyes are unable to focus in the dim light; I feel fear beginning to grow within me. Without warning, clouds unmask the moon flooding my room with light; the shadow is revealed; eyes begin to shimmer like crystals, my fear has gone; it is my one true love returning from a bloodstained war.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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