If Shadows dart into the world of the Light simply to cast themselves, then I imagine a Shadow desiring to be like a Human.
Why pantomime the actions when you can do them for yourself?
The Little Shadow that was tired of being in the dark, and yearned for the Light, who was eternally behind the Human as she stood, watching a sunset.
He desperately wanted to watch it himself, but couldn't.
He stretched his arms upward in mock exultation but never saw the sunset.
He was only second to a Human's view.
Little Shadow went home in sadness.
Created: Apr 21, 2014inkblot77 Document Media