Shadows

It’s not for nothing that she moved in shadows, away from the sound, the light, the walkers. And we use the word moving because no other adjective exists in our language to describe how her physical form displaced itself from one geolocation and settled into another.
So, we shall say that she moved, in the shadows, in that world that humans think they inhabit but never come to fully own.
In the shadowlands there is memory and rememberance. To move within the shadows you have to dwell in the past. For the untrained, this can be hard, but if you have the stomach for it, the lands can be rewarding in their own twisted, metal way.

Excerpt from one of the small things I wrote in the hope that with enough time, water and hard disk space it will blossom into something bigger of it’s own accord.

What do you mean that’s not how writing works?