THE SHADOW
by LovelyMay“But I shall be there first!” said the shadow, and he was there first.
The learned man from the cold lands found himself entrapped in the heated embrace of the hot countries, discovering quickly that the reputed cleverness and agility of his mind offered no shielding from the relentless sun. Indoors became sanctuary, yet life vividly played out in the streets come evening, spilling over with liveliness, music, and a thousand lights, a stark contrast to the scholar’s self-imposed confinement.
His only observed neighbor was his own shadow, grown thin alongside him, suggesting even shadows are not immune to the sun’s effects. Each evening, life’s volume outside magnified; yet, across the road, silence ruled but for the enigmatic music hinting at an unseen occupant—prompting wonders about who or what lived therein.
One night, an extraordinary scene unfolded: flowers glowing like fire, within their midst a mysteriously luminous maiden vanished before the scholar’s eyes, replaced by inviting music from the darkened house. The scholar festooned with a fresh curiosity, teased by glimpses of a life beyond his self-imposed shadows.
Prompted by whimsy or isolation, the learned man playfully suggested his shadow roam the unexplored house, half-jokingly assigning it agency. Remarkably, the shadow detached, immersing itself into the night’s mysteries across the street, leaving the scholar to the realization on the morrow that it had not returned, instigating a blend of irritation and concern for losing something as insubstantial yet personally integral as one’s shadow. Confronted with the absurdity of his predicament—bearing resemblance to tales back home of men devoid of shadows— he chose silence to avoid ridicule.
Years unfolded, the scholar’s shadow returned transformed, flaunting wealth, societal standing, and the audacity of having ‘acquired’ flesh. This eerie reversal of roles, with the shadow now claiming human privileges and the learned man rendered spectatorial to his shadow’s unnerving self-assuredness, culminated in an offer too surreal: the shadow proposing the scholar assume the role of the shadow in a grotesque mimicry of their original relation.
Through manipulative charm and leveraging societal vanity, the shadow secured a marriage with a princess, exploiting her peculiar affliction—seeing too clearly—for its gain. The scholarly man, entangled in this inversion of natural order, faced moral dissolution, surrendering identity for material comfort, trapped in a theatre of shadows masquerading as men. The narrative climaxes with the shadow’s ultimate betrayal, threatening to erase all traces of the scholar’s existence, human or otherwise, securing its ascendance on a throne built on deceit and illusions, a chilling parable on identity, ambition, and the harrowing shadows cast by unchecked vanity and the forsaking of one’s essence for ephemeral gains.
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