Chadstone hovered on the edge of twilight, watching children, watching her play. The game was frenzied laughter, tackling, running. Though daylight faded, sunlight shone in her eyes. She spied him in the shadows and came close, smiling.
"Who are you?" she asked.
He said, "Just a shadow."
Sensation unlike the myriad dusky pleasures he'd known ricocheted through him when she hugged him and promised she'd love him forever. Then she backed away to return to play, and he took a foolish step in following - and vanished.
Shadows did not live in light.
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