Woman in the shadows.


An outcast laying low, hiding in the shadows of the Earth’s chattering inhabitants. Her

eyes drifted above the crowd, lost. She was not special, gifted, nor bestowed greatly.

Just a plain individual. In a very different world, always noticed but never



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