|11/17/2013 11:31:11 AM -
a little story I wrote - The Shadow
The light stops just short of it, leaving it in the shadow. A towering figure casting a lifetime of darkness, there is no match for it, not even in its absence. Always being noticed but never being recognized, the shadow is too much. Because of the shadow, the acceptance of light is a difficult task. Something not usually experienced makes it difficult to recognize the lights reflection. Moving, adjusting, just when the light approaches, itâ€™s gone as fast as it came. Do we blame the object, is the lack of light a fault of the figure or is it the object unable to crawl away from the darkness? Is the object attracted to the darkness while constantly trying to cast its own shadow? Perhaps one day projecting that same darkness on the figure itself? The warmth of the light is encouraging, but the coldness of the darkness is so known and familiar. How will light effect the object, will it change, will it fade, will it prefer the darkness?