[ WP ] You live in a world where people 's shadows show who they truly are at their core . Some shadows look like monsters , some look like animals . You are the only person in the world with no shadow .

I used to have a shadow. Tall, strong, a warrior. Like those greek guys on the sides of those jars in the museums. I never really saw anyone else have a shadow like mine. Many people make friends with similar shadows, like dog owners in parks. 
 
 When I was in college, my professor said there had n't been a shadow in the Book like mine since they invented gunpowder. Anyone with that shadow tended to go at the speed of a hundred and twenty meters per second. Said the old shadows sometimes pop up. Said a shadow like mine would n't do good in the army. Guns would n't be the same for me, in the deepest parts of my heart. Like a wild bird in a cage, he said. He said he was sorry. I was too. 
 
 I graduated. Got a job pushing papers in an office. I used to be the only one with a shadow like mine. Was n't a change of pace for me though. They used to ask me about it, what it meant. Like a tattoo, they thought it was significant. I told them to stop asking me. Eventually they stopped talking to me altogether. 
 
 Nowadays I just look out my window. I hardly work anymore, but the boss has n't let me go. Not yet. He feels sorry I guess. 
 
 I worked everyday for him since I got the job. He saw how little by little, that warrior that used to walk behind me went away. We talked about it once, on a late night overtime shift. Said he never saw nothing like it. Said he probably never will. Was n't a change of pace for me though. All my life, never been nothing like me. 
 
 They say your shadow is who you really are. 
 
 Well, guess I ai n't me anymore.
