I know this is short, but it's something I wrote as just a warm up type thing that I really liked, so I intend to turn it into a fic. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Julia was falling. She didn't know where she was going, or even if she would survive the fall getting there, but she knew that she was falling. The wind rushed through her pale, blonde hair, yet all around her was black. Everything had happened so suddenly, she stumbled across a cave in the side of the mountain, the snow was coming down hard and she was afraid of freezing in the blizzard. She made her way into the cave and was greeted by a brilliant, blue light. She had the sensation that she was helplessly floating in a large ocean, completely alone in the world. Then, she could swear she remembered hearing a voice inside her head, but what it had said she couldn't recall. All she remembered was the phrase, "… And both worlds will become one." But what it meant was lost from her mind. She awoke frightened in the cave she had taken refuge in, "It was all a dream?" She stood up and looked around at her surroundings, there was just enough light in the cave to make out the shapes of stalagmites and stalactites sprouting out of the ground and ceiling all about her. The air was moist inside the cave, water dripped from the ceiling to the ground making echoing dripping noises bounce off the walls. "I don't know what kind of dreams you're used to having, but when I dream, I most definitely do not appear in a pillar of light in the middle of a damp cave." The voice belonged to a man, but that was all she could tell. It seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same time, "Nearly gave me a heart attack." The voice was calm and deep, it was almost soothing to listen to. "Who are you?" Julia asked startled, taking another look around the cave, "…Where are you?" "Me? I'm everywhere at once, and I'm nowhere at all. I am where you perceive me to be, and I am where you least expect me to be." Julia shook her head; confused. "I see that the nature of my existence doesn't make sense to you. It's a shame really, few people can think with enough imagination to understand the simplest string of logic." "But that doesn't make any sense," Julia was beginning to feel helplessly lost in a spider's web of confusion, "You're speaking nonsense, everything you are saying is just a riddle that has no answer." "Of course it has an answer, every riddle has an answer. You just have to make sense of the nonsense, and use your imagination logically." The voice paused before continuing, "Take a hard look around you." "But how can I use my imagination logically? Imagination doesn't have to make sense, that's what makes it imagination." She looked around the cave one more time. "I don't see anything." She sat down defeated on the ground. "Nothing but shadow's in this place. It's a hopeless feeling isn't it, to be faced by someone you cannot see." The voice seemed to be coming from directly behind her, but when she turned, she saw nothing but another shadow. "This is nonsense, how can you be everywhere and nowhere at the same time?" "You continue to say this is nonsense, and yet, I am succeeding in what you claim is impossible." The voice seemed to dance around her with every syllable. "This isn't fair! It's as if you are speaking from the shadows themselves!" Julia screamed at the nearest shadow, and as she did, out stepped a tall man. He was around six feet two inches, and was clothed in a black tunic, and he had four daggers hanging at his sides and an obsidian claymore strapped across his back. On his face he wore a mask that was separated into four squares, the top left and bottom right squares were black and the top right and bottom left were white. There were two slits for his eyes, and a solemn mouth had been painted onto the mask in golden paint. His eyes were the only part of his person that were visible, they were a beautifully dark green. "You solved the riddle." He spoke from behind the mask. He stepped forward and bowed to her, "I am known as Shadow-Walker, but you, your highness, may call me Angel." "'Your highness'? What are you talking about?" Julia hid her surprise at the man's appearance very well, she held his gaze without fear. "I shall explain all to you in good time, but for now we must move lest the emperor's forces discover us." He took her hand and led her through the darkness, "Don't let go of my hand, or you will be forever lost in the realm of shadows." She nodded and tightened her grip on his hand as they stepped through the shadow on the wall and disappeared.