I reached inside myself, working through the fear, the cold, the dark, to find my own shadows. They were deep, but when I found them, when I reached for them, asked for their help, they were there, warming my body up from the inside out.
The connection was instant, and I shoved the dark shadows back from me. But they didn’t let up like they usually did. My eyes went wide as the dark swirling shadows shifted shape and a flash of something within them caught my attention.
A flash of something almost human.
I frowned and stepped toward the form.
“Who are you?” I asked, and it looked like it was grinning, which was impossible because they were shadows, they had no mouth, only eyes.
Eyes that made me want to crawl under a rock and cry for the next ten years of my life at least. But I could
