Empty space Devoid of life Bare no warmth Provide no colour Instead, a lack of visuality.
Shadows loom and recede. Loom and recede. Loom... and yet are motionless.
Shadows... they linger. They leave marks. Or rather, They leave no visible marks. They seep into our bodies Being intemperate They dissolve the warmth out of our bodies Slowly slowly... so that it is almost ****** out.
Shadows... What word best to describe it other than Non-existent.