SHADOWED - Chapter #0: The end

When I look back, it almost feels like I never had a normal life, though I still have lots of memories of these old days. I’ve grown and matured through long years with my body not changing in smallest.  

I like to watch people – their lives, the way they love, change and grow old.  People don’t notice me and that’s just right. I’m supposed to stay unnoticed and silent just like a shadow, invisible to the outer world.

SHADOWED - Foreword

When someone saves you from drowning in the sea, what would you remember from that exact moment? Is it his worried face or clothes he was wearing? Is it his gentle voice trying to calm you down when you were trembling with cold, hoping you'll make it on the land safe? No. After that moment pass by, you won't remember anything of that. Only feelings will stay.
You will remember on that very moment someone saved your life, the feeling you got when a hand reached for yours, feeling of the ground underfoot again. Feeling of the death turning its look away from you. But you never know who was that someone.