Shadow | Teen Ink


April 11, 2014
By idkmanguy GOLD, Ballwin, Missouri
idkmanguy GOLD, Ballwin, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"It was the patient, cut-flower sound of a man waiting to die." - Patrick Rothfuss

Shadow... it's not his real name. He doesn't have a real name. He stands on a cliff, overhanging a vast, nameless sea. A tempest is brewing over the dark green waters. Clouds, so grey that they are almost black, reaching down towards the cliffs like the tentacles... tentacles of some unknown, terrible, comprehensible monstrosity.
Shadow himself is not afraid. His bleak, black outfit ripples and shimmers around him; only his dark, torn top hat stays in place as his huge raven feather cloak ripples in the wind.
His eyes change color. Sometimes they are green, sometimes blue, but now they are a deep grey, like the clouds. As rain starts pouring from the sky and the wind intensifies, a dark mist swirls up around Shadow's feet. It is almost as if shadows themselves rose up from the ground to fulfill his bidding.
The dark, shadowy mist forms strange shapes, scenes and patterns. Looking back up at Shadow, he no longer has a carefree expression and a cloak. His face is deadly serious, and he has one huge, black wing sticking out of his back.
Shadow's top hat flies off, revealing shockingly blond hair. Glancing backwards, Shadow starts dissolving- into small raven feathers. First his wing, then his hair, then, strangely. Himself. He is gone, and all that remains is... shadows.

The author's comments:
This is simply a small description of my fantasy character that in all of my dreams i wish to become. I might write stories about him, if the community wishes.

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on Apr. 19 2014 at 12:13 am
jacey_poo BRONZE, Chicago, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
never judge a book by its cover

This is amazing.. There's excellent thought put into this nd it's really well structured.. Keep writing!!