It movedSusan sat up in bed. She had only just woken up, but her mind was already running fast, and a strange feeling had taken hold of her.The shadow of her bed painted an odd silhouette onto the floor, but it was only barely visible in the darkness of the room. The bed was made completely of wood and decorated with rough carvings that added to the oddness of the shadow on the crumpled carpet.Susan's pillow was laying on the floor next to her doll Lucy. The doll's painted eyes were staring directly at her, and despite their lifeless state they seemed to move for just a split second. Though she knew that wasn't possible Susan had definitely noticed
Darkness„Tell me a story of darkness," the sun asked the moon, but the moon just smiled and shook his head.„There is no real darkness," the moon replied. „It's really just the absence of light."The sun was confused. „Isn't that what darkness is all about?" she asked with a puzzled look on her face.Again the moon smiled. „Indeed it is. But darkness is an illusion. It doesn't exist."„I'm quite sure it does," the sun said and she seemed very certain. "Everybody is always talking about darkness."The moon nodded understandingly. „Oh, but they talk about a lot of things, don't they? Let me ask you this: Have you
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