(At the risk of being edgy, I’ll go with this title.)
There are many names for the flavours of undead that exist in mythology, the various spirits that exist past the termination of the corporeal form. Shade is the one that feels right at the moment, as its image best conveys the image of the illusion of form. Is it a trick of the shadows, or is it an entity looming there, looking out, watching and waiting, the mix of memory, reminiscing and regretting.
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