Heron Lake Plateau shouldn't you both be in bed.

the boy held back any alarm that he might have been feeling. in shadow's mind, this warranted a more casual demeanor; instead of observing from a distance, he moved a few steps closer and sat down on his haunches. that seems so long ago, don't you think? it was difficult for him to discern between then and now, but it felt like something that his character might say.

his character. the shadow thought that the spirit might need a name. i'm benji, he said, deciding that it fit quite nicely. who are you?