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Brother and sister see the same Shadow from the corner of their eye. Any time of year, Shadow may run by the windows, always outside. Sister turns her head at the strange movement, but Shadow is gone. She asks her brother if he saw that. He asks what she means.
Like, a man but a shadow, she says. He nods.
Brother sees Shadow, too. Neither see Shadow directly.
Then one day, Shadow stops walking by the windows. A decade later, Sister mentions Shadow without mentioning Shadow. “For a year…”
Brother shakes his head, knowing. “It was longer than that.”
About the Creator
Darby S. Fisher
Young and tired writer of all sorts of things.
Adventure fantasy: Skeletons: Book One
Horror fantasy: Lonely Forest
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