Terra
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You know that place in between dreams and reality? Well yah, welcome to my world. I call it Terra. But know one sees me or knows me. Because i am Shadow. the unknown figuire that no one sees or hears. That sound you hear in your hall? that light that flickers in your hall? That would also be me. I refer to myself as Shadow, but you will find me every where. Every where i say. Read my world. See why i do those things.
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