The Shadow

A whiff of grey, dancing before your eyes. You move, and it moves with you. You try to catch it, and it does the same. You feel playfull, amused, happy! There is so much joy in such a simple thing. You laugh and play, almost like a child, trying to catch this whiff of grey. Then you feel a burning sensation, something is so wrong. You look up into the sky... And realize there is no light, no sun... Only a few stars... it is night. Yet there is this whiff of grey, dancing before your eyes. Ferry E. Gerkema

  

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