It was only of late that she had felt it. She had known for a while that her shadow had become dormant, reclusive even. She had always had intellect-fille. Conversations with her shadow;. Her shadow responded in kind, occasionally giving her more than silence,. Or gratitude for its own existence. But this was a different matter entirely, she knew. That clued her in on the danger.

Tranks for all, people.

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Cítím své tělo, konkrétně páteř, až moc dobře, což jasně indikuje, že se pohybuji mezi živými a cítícími bytostmi. Bohužel jsem neprotahovala končetiny tak, jak bych bývala měla, a tak jsem u fyzioterapeutky skončila včera znovu.