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Night clings to the forest like a shroud. The darkness is nearly absolute, the silhouettes of the trees only just a hair's-breadth deeper black.
The sounds of life are everywhere, however. The chirps of insects and the calls of nocturnal predators. The sounds of movement originating from creatures perfectly adapted to life in the black.
Distantly, a light blooms, but grows slowly larger, nearer. It floats above the ground, weaving among the trees, despite its obvious ethereal form. It is a shade, the spectral afterimage of a sentient lifeform not-so-recently departed. The shade is oblivious to its surroundings, of course. Its meanderings are more reflex than the result of any conscious action.
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Average reader rating 5.00/5
I love the choice of words, a light being simultaneous the manifestation of a shade. This makes the entire story all the more enjoyable; I'm glad I got the whole thing. Odd that your sequel was the featured story rather than the first installment. Cheers!
- #1253 Posted 2 years ago
- 5 out of 5
Well, it is the part that carries the "punchline" to the story, so I guess I don't find it all that surprising. :)
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