Lochinvar's shadow has the life that I wanted, that I had wanted for so long. He is not afraid of anything, and he takes remorselessly. He is a little dangerous and completely dark, and, of course, the Shadow of Fair Ellen wants him utterly. They worry a bit for their lighter halves, which are concerned with practical things. They are the dwellers in desire, this shadow-pair. Their truth is woven in the fingers of their touching hands, in the glimpse of jewellry in an ear or a curl of hair on a throat. They speak in passion and they act in passion. There is nothing else, for them. No halt, no stop-- only fire, fire and the wide open sky: they are walking dark corners, hidden meanings, but they need the light to live, to be shown, to be seen for themselves. They are what the lighter halves want and fear.

<<agé chose>>

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