Of Smoke & Roses
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Last published Thu, Sep 20, 2018
Every day he woke up as someone or something's shadow, silently watching them. Sometimes he was the shadow of a gentle dandelion; boring but relaxing. Sometimes he was the shadow of a house cat; 16 hours spent imagining what it would be like as something living. And sometimes he was the shadow of a human; their lives are always so different, changing from circumstance to circumstance. But one day, he was the shadow of someone who he'd like to be the shadow of the rest of his eternal life, or even better; at their side in physical form. And he's willing to do anything to achieve that.
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