The firespitting dragons are flying between the stars.

The giants are walking the earth.

  

  

  

  

   What is a mirror?

Is a cracked surface revealing more than an intact one?

Is the day truly casting the shadows,

or is daylight merely the casting of

what is beyond,

what is Shadow?

   An entity's body is casting shadow on the ground,

but the true Shadow is casting in any direction.

There is flickering on the ground,

there is life in the very air itself.

  

The Shadow is the true us.

  

  

  

  

  

  

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