[ 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 .

Night had fallen on the snowy tundra and with it the warmth and safety that the day had brought was all but a memory. The cold was bitter and he had travelled far. Exhausted he looked on and in the distance saw his destination, the deep red glow piercing the blackness like a forge burning bight in a factory long forgotten. 
 
 It wasn ’ t far now; but these last few steps would be the most gruelling. Through the snow, breathless and broken, under a starless sky he made his way towards the light. 
 
 As he drew nearer his eyes widened, enraptured buy what now stood before him; a temple of sorts etched in to the side of the rock face, bold yet humble in its magnificence. In front stood a man proud and stern as if carved form the mountain it self; his shadow, a bear, reared tall on the wall behind him, dancing by the light of a dying fire. 
 
 “ Who are you? ” The guard said emotionless. 
 
 Thinking himself hidden he was startled by the mans keen eyesight and promptly composed himself “ I seek answers ” he murmured form the shadows. 
 
 “ You will find none here. Leave now and forget his place or here you will remain until your lungs draw their last ” 
 
 As if both deaf and blind he stumbled forward heedless of the guards warnings, taking his first tired steps toward the heat of the fire. 
 
 What appeared from the darkness was a man admonished of humanity, his bloodied feet and hands bandaged crudely with strips ripped from the rags he wore as clothes. As he moved closer the guard remained stone faced however the projection cast on the stone behind him told a different story; as anger turned to violence turned to shock turned to awe. It was here it remained as the man moved further into the glow and was followed…by nothing. He stood alone in the half light, half a man with no shadow. 
 
 With this, his knees, beaten under the strain of his journey, buckled and went to collapse. In an instant the guard was by his side saving him from his fatigue. 
 
 Seeing the torment in the mans eyes he offered “ there is a reason the moon does not shine in these lands…you are safe here ”. 
 
 To which the beggar replied. 
 
 “ Thank you for your kind words brother but we must hurry, there isn ’ t much time ” 

