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    The Shadow
    The Shadow
    The Shadow
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    The Shadow

    By Linda Jordan

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    The Shadow destroyed our world and continues to chase down the remaining terrorized humans, engulfing everything in its path. No one knows what it is.

    Mirage escapes the falling city with the others, but they can’t see her. She’s injured. The Shadow is following close behind.

    A hopeful Post Apocalyptic read by the author of ‘Falling Into Flight’.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMetamorphosis Press
    Release dateJul 15, 2012
    ISBN9781476049618
    The Shadow
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    Linda Jordan

    Linda Jordan writes fascinating characters, visionary worlds, and imaginative fiction. She creates both long and short fiction, serious and silly. She believes in the power of healing and transformation, and many of her stories follow those themes.In a previous lifetime, Linda coordinated the Clarion West Writers’ Workshop as well as the Reading Series. She spent four years as Chair of the Board of Directors during Clarion West’s formative period. She’s also worked as a travel agent, a baker, and a pond plant/fish sales person, you know, the sort of things one does as a writer.Currently, she’s the Programming Director for the Writers Cooperative of the Pacific Northwest.Linda now lives in the rainy wilds of Washington state with her husband, daughter, four cats, a cluster of Koi and an infinite number of slugs and snails.

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      The Shadow - Linda Jordan

      The Shadow

      by

      Linda Jordan

      2012 Copyright by Linda Jordan

      Published by Metamorphosis Press

      Cover photo by Kribosheevv

      Contents

      ~The_Shadow

      ~About_the_Author

      The Shadow

      Mirage stood in the cool shade of the doorway looking out at the traveling marketplace set up in the canyon of tall, gray buildings. The air smelled of blood from the vendor’s meat. The scent and texture of dry dust clung to everything in this mostly deserted city.

      Beyond the marketplace, she could see the rumbling Shadow which hovered at the edge of the city like a huge, low raincloud, oppressive and smothering, lightening flashing. Those left here were the last. And all of them, except the crazies, would leave within a day or so. As the Shadow advanced.

      She watched a ragged guy, close to her own age, steal a dried out carrot from a vegetable seller’s discard bucket and run between the vendor’s stalls. The dirt covered man yelled at the kid, but didn’t take chase. That would have left his quality stuff open to theft.

      Later in the day, the seller would probably trade the discard bucket’s contents for meat. Animal feed was hard to come by when they were on the run. Most people didn’t bother to plant anymore. They were never in one place long enough. Vegetable sellers had huge wagons, pulled by draft horses, that were planted intensively. Some grew plants in only water. There was a movement among some of the livestock growers to plant fields for the next group of nomads to harvest and hope that group would do the same. A good karma sort of thing. She couldn’t picture it going anywhere. No one really knew what happened to the land once the Shadow rolled over it. They’d never been back. And ever since the Shadow had appeared, people had become mean and stingy. Or maybe they’d always been that way and she had been too young to notice it before.

      Was she any different? The last person she cared about had died four winters ago. Mom. She got the weepy eyes and there was no surviving that. The Shadow had caught up with them again and Mom made her leave town with everybody else. She had been twelve then.

      A huge black panther, about six feet tall, stalked past her, its body and tail undulating like a snake. The cat took no notice of her. It had burning red eyes and its feet left behind pools of flame. Even after all these years of being chased by the Shadow, she was never sure whether the weirdness which traveled before it was real or not. It was like magic was leaking out into the world. She’d seen all sorts of bizarre creatures the closer the Shadow got. Some of them paid attention to humans and some not. She shivered as the creature passed.

      The thief ran down the alley towards her and sat on a doorstep, eating the carrot as fast as he could. Like most people, he looked like he’d missed a few meals. Smoke from the cook fires seemed to follow him from the marketplace.

      She slid back farther

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