I didn’t really have a choice; If my parents weren’t my parents, and if
I can’t tell Father about my shadow… I just had to find out. So I left that night.
I dressed up and left the house more quietly than a mouse.
Nothing looked really magical about the willow or pond, but I still
went under the willow tree’s coat of leaves and incanted, “Crystal clear path,
appear.”
A bridge appeared across the water.
It didn’t look sturdy since it looked like it composed of evaporated
water and fog. On the other end of the
bridge stood a figure, most likely my shadow.
So I walked on.
To my surprise, the bridge was quite strong. Nevertheless, I hurried across, not wanting
to take an unexpected bath. As I arrived
across, I tripped on a pile of weeds.
Before I could hit the ground, a cold hand caught me. I looked to see who my savior was, a
practically black transparent girl. It
looked like a silhouette if you took one quick look, but if you looked really
closely, you could see some human-like features.
“I am Your Shadow.”
