Monday, February 22, 2010


Things. People. Beings blend into the shadows.
Lose their features. Their solidity. Their identity.
From that moment things can change.

Merging with the dark. As we imagine or expect.
Laughter and gentle talk are silenced.
Sweetness is absorbed. All that was good becomes evil.

That is. Altough we can never know what might emerge from the shadows.
We can expect the worst.