The continuation of my journey through darkness. My perceptions have been wrong, I must admit. I thought the shadows were simple figments of my imagination. I could not have been more wrong. They are no figment, they are a part of me, no different than my eyes or my feet. They are as real as the girl who is typing this now. Am I scared of them? Of course. They wouldn't be shadows, if I wasn't. Do I love them? Unfortunately, my answer does not matter, for they will stay with me regardless of my love for them.

They are waiting. Waiting for me to tell their stories. They have many, you know.

So that is what I am here for. To speak the words that my shadows can't speak for themselves. I hope you enjoy your stay with us.

May the shadows keep you company as you read through the words they themselves are apart of.

My only love sprung from my only hate Too early seen unknown, and known too late.
- Romeo and Juliet;Shakespeare

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