Categorywoodland (Issue No. VIII)

My Shadow’s Shadow

My Shadow’s Shadow Cheryl Skory Suma Before Before the fall, I did not appreciate the power of memories. They were of the forest’s shadow, easily eclipsed by the echo of my forward footsteps upon the broken parts of my now. *** After Once I’d become my shadow’s shadow, I saw memories through new stalker’s eyes. I became the observer, concealed behind a forest of lost snapshots of me. *** Before My memories were too aggressive. Painfully thrusting themselves to the […]

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