shadow [Theme]

When you light a candle, you also cast a shadow.

Ripening in silence.

And only people have judgments to match them, very angular ones.

The world is a crooked shadow of a black square.

In a moment - an hour for new fields.

On canvas decorations.

A piece of the sun broke off and scattered around the world like golden petals. The day has become noticeably longer, and the birds are more talkative. A girl was walking along the sidewalk. A mischievous blush played on her cheeks, and spring was reflected in her eyes. A row of perennial fluffy spruce trees lined the road. Having straightened the lush branches, they also enjoyed the warmth and light. Marvelous,

Chase my shadow!

Do the shadows get blacker when they merge?

You will not become your shadow.

And we will have a day.

But I started to write another thing - and nothing came of it - I furiously tore up five pages. And now it’s okay, it’s rolling - maybe I’ll even take off from the ground on wheels and that two-winged shadow will run across the paper, for the sake of which it’s only worth writing.

He asks for alms from the shadow.

No matter how black the shadows of the night are, not all of them hide monsters.