Our eyes were downcast avoiding sunshine’s blindingly bright rays. That twin of mine slinked behind, never quite catching yours truly, nor getting too distant on the dusty road. Typical siblings you might say, hate being together, impossible if separate. He was invariably causing trouble, rarely around when needed and worse, did not stick up for a faithful brother. Powerless, helpless, useless in fights despite sometimes looking tall, towering above. Far from identical to me, darker, paler, more insubstantial but always stuck close by. Thick as thieves they called it. Despite everything however I would be hopelessly lost without my shadow.
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