He sidestepped down the alley and into another one connected to a small garage, where a raccoon with matching black eyes just like his own halted in mid-step next to a trash can.

They stared at each other, not moving or making a sound.

‘There there, friend. I am not here to interrupt your nightly activity just as you are not here to interrupt mine.’

They continued their separate ways, who would be caught and who would not remained a mystery.

How would Elijah ever understand a life that is dark more than light? Or a shadow of someone who follows her around, and when she least expects it, taps her on the back and asks, where are you going, Seraphina?

And I wasn’t playing a role – I was trying to be myself.
But the harder I was striving, the more I was realizing that I had probably lost that ‘myself’ somewhere between two perfectly performed roles…

When extremists come together extreme things happen.

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