chapter 1

The first time my shadow spoke to me,I was a mere infant in the cradle.They say that

on the night I was born, even the stars fled the sky and the moon hid under the dark cloak. That I was quiet thing, with a shock of black hair and yes eyes like glittering onyx. I did not scream like other newborn children.And I did not reach for my mother like instinct should have instructed me. Instead,I held out my tiny arms and smiled at the shadow in the corner of the room. and it smiled back.