> [!abstract]- Page 1 > Beneath the bough of a whispering tree, > Stood the Shadow Man, quiet as could be. > With his cane in hand, and a hat so grand, > He waits to stride across the shadowy land. > > ![[Shadow pg 1.jpg|350]] > [!abstract]- Page 2 > Closer he steps with a tip and a tap, > Each silent footfall, a gentle rap. > "To aid those in darkness," he softly claims, > "For I am the whisperer of forgotten names." > > ![[Shadow pg 2.jpg|350]] > [!abstract]- Page 3 > Now see his form in the moon's pale light, > A dance with shadows, a ghostly sight. > "Follow my path," he hums with glee, > "To secrets hid, I hold the key." > > ![[Shadow pg 3.png|350]] > [!abstract]- Page 4 > A leap and a bound from the book's own core, > The Shadow Man steps onto the floor. > Reaching forth with a touch so slight, > "Brave reader, friend, let's vanish into the night." > > ![[Shadow pg 4.png|350]] > [!abstract]- Page 5 > And then with a touch, cold as the deep, > From the pages to flesh, the Shadow Man leaps. > His essence entwined with a helping hand, > Pulls you within to the shadowed land. > > ![[Shadow pg 5.png|350]]