The Child Who Spoke the Language of Shadows
Conversations Not Meant for Light
A child living in perpetual twilight learned to speak with shadows. They told her secrets about fears people never admitted aloud. She listened and soothed them, teaching the shadows that darkness isn’t an enemy — it’s simply the place where truths hide when they feel fragile. One day, the shadows grew so lighthearted they began to shimmer, proving even darkness can be healed when someone listens without judgment.
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