# Wounded shadows

**Published by:** [alchemist](https://paragraph.com/@alchemist-3/)
**Published on:** 2025-08-06
**URL:** https://paragraph.com/@alchemist-3/wounded-shadows

## Content

I don’t run. I’m not scared. I just dance. I talk to them. I talk to myself. Sometimes, they just want my smile to remember who we were before the darkness became the rhythm. They move through me — on my walls, in my head, through my skin, in my bed. So I dance. I just dance. In the corners, in the silence, in the depths of the oceans. In the fire that purifies stronger soldiers. Through the noise, through the storms, and a million thoughts. When I stop, they are here. Whispers like ghosts, my own memories. I want silence. I want peace. It’s too loud for mind to be clear. When I don’t want to fight, I just roll a snipe. Heard that fire scares them… so I give it to light. But you know… I’m just giving them time. They stopped to dance. They seem afraid. They don’t speak, but they stayed.

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