Thread: Seeking one's self (Attn: Shadow)

Shadow stops drumming, slowly, with obvious great pain rises from his sitting position, he begins packing away his things, one eye on Shawn.

"So, how do I get down from this thing?"

Shadow snorts, walks over and pulls the needles out from his skin, looking into his eyes, he looks for . . . . something.

Shawn gingerly touches the holes left by the needle.

"I have to find five things that are me, and then go back."

Shadow frowns and nods.

"Such is the way with the spirits. You must know what you seek, before you seek, which should contradict the seeking, but in truth is all part of the journey."

Shadow pats him on the shoulder, handing him a cold towel.

"Yeah, that's pretty messed up, but I guess you do what you gotta do."

Shawn takes the towel.

"Thanks for your help so far. I guess I'll see you again as soon as I find these five things."