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Savior of the Shadows

        𝓐 ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ɢɪʀʟ, no more than five, cuddled up near her mother on the couch

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𝓐 ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ɢɪʀʟ, no more than five, cuddled up near her mother on the couch. The living room was illuminated by the dying light of a single kerosene lamp. The child claimed she wasn't tired, but her eyes drooped with heavy exhaustion. The girl asked for a story to stall the advances of sleep. Her mother watched the shadows cast onto the walls of their small home, animated by the flickering oil lamp. Although it was not the best bedtime story, she decided to tell her the story of "the Dark Shadows" that every mother told their children. Usually, it was told to scare kids into doing as they were bid. They were told that if they did not do their chores, the Dark Shadows would come snatch them in the night. However this mother knew there were things that lurked in the dark. Things that were pure evil—that gave you goosebumps to merely think about. The mother did not tell her child these stories to scare her, but to warn her.

That night, she talked of the Dark Shadows. They were said to be tall, distorted silhouettes of a human being, though they were far from human. The Shadows prowled the earth, searching for their next victim. It is said that a Shadow can see a weak spot in your soul, like a crack in porcelain, and they can rip the weakened soul right out of someone's body. No one knows where the souls are taken, only that without a soul, that person is trapped in an eternal slumber, plagued with nightmares.

The girl shook with fright. Her mother comforted her and said that they were not real. The Shadows were only a myth. A fable. Still, the little girl couldn't stop searching every dark corner of the room for the soul-sucking monsters. She didn't see anything.

Little did she know, the Dark Shadows saw her. They watched her intently, waiting for the day when she could see them. Then, she would uncover the truth of what lay hidden in the dark.

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