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What the shadows fear

A chapter in the book Short Forms

Monsters Wear the Masks of Man

by James H. Oldfield

Shadows dance to a beat too glacial for our perception. But dance they do, twisting and whirling beneath the winter sun. This fact is not crucial to our tale, but it demonstrates our ignorance of a world all around us, and this same world's blindness to our own existence. If the shadows saw us, truly perceived us, they would not dance. They would hide, for true demons seldom lurch from the shade. They tip-toe within human minds, feeding and waiting, whispering incessant lines of nonsensical verse, until they are ignored. Part of the background noise of life. Then every so often, distracted by anger, or fear, or loss, we think we grasp sense in their words. And we listen. Unconsciously, we give meaning to the maelstrom, and so act on their wishes. Only with hindsight may we see the madness of once-sensible acts. And, if any will hear us, can tell tales. To warn, to chide, to seek forgiveness.

Ours is not a ghost story. Not yet.

Tomorrow’s monsters
wear the masks of Man, for now.
Pray we see them fall.

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