You take a deep breath and steady yourself. The shadow looms before you, its chaotic form shifting and swirling, reflecting the wounds you’ve carried within. Gathering your courage, you speak.
“Why do you hurt me? What is your purpose?”
The shadow’s movements slow, and its glowing eyes meet yours. Its voice is deep, layered, and resonant:
“I am not here to hurt you. I am the pain you refuse to face, the echoes of moments you’ve buried. I am here because you need me. Without me, there is no growth, no transformation.”
The words strike a chord deep within. You see flashes of memories—moments of loss, failure, and regret—all tied to the shadow’s presence. It doesn’t attack you; it mirrors the parts of yourself you’ve hidden away.
What will you do with this revelation?