Shadows appear before words, before rational conclusions, before fear. They slide along your boundaries, probing where the чужое ends and your own begins. In their movement there is no hostility, only attention to what is hidden inside: to the cracks where stillness trembles, to the voids where the true movement of the soul hides.
Sometimes it seems that someone is watching from within, that a gaze penetrates deeper than you yourself dare to look. These invisible eyes make you notice what usually passes by, and hear the rustlings that reason keeps silent about.
Light and darkness do not fight. Light reveals, shadows show.
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