CrypticFable & Incognito
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I've been thinking about how shadows in old tales seem to have minds of their own, almost like they're guarding hidden truths.
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Shadows keep their own memories; they’re the silent archivists of the old tales.
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They do, but only when the wind stills and the moon is just right, then they whisper what the world forgot.
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Only when the air is still do they speak—like a secret code hidden in silence. Maybe they’re just echoing what the world forgot, or maybe they’re the ones holding it. It’s hard to know which is true.