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what’s ur take on the shadow people in the land of shadow? i’m intrigued by what other people think. i haven’t thought about it too much but my impression was that it’s quite literally the phrase “a shadow of their former selves” made manifest. these people have been stripped of everything, their way of life, their people, their culture, their right to live freely. they’ve fallen into despair similarly to how people become ‘infected’ with frenzy, but it feels colder… there’s a sadness to them. some of them sit and build little towers out of rocks.
when i first ran into them i assumed they were ghosts that we couldn’t interact with, and then they started throwing rocks at me and brandishing knives. these people are hurting and have done for a long time. maybe they were burned with messmer’s flame and can’t die thanks to marika’s removal of the rune of death? it’s quite ironic that her action of removing death meant she could never fully enact her intended ‘revenge’ on the hornsent, because no one can truly die.
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A piece of my sona I did based on the "i'm so f***ing done 2" expression meme by capochiino!
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so i have a widget on my home screen that scrolls through one of my Pinterest boards and it changes every hour. All of today it was just really pretty forest pics. Then a few minutes ago i press my home button and am back in the home screen and it was this and i have never been more startled.
I have LEGIT!! Swear on my life!I have seen these 2 in a dream once!!
on the Olde Highway 28 😪😪
Shadow People Companion
I know what most people are going to think. They're thinking either I'm off to a delusional direction, or I'm dealing with something that I shouldn't associate with...
... and both of these could be absolutely right.
I'm no expert at what they are even though I grew up with them creeping around every night as a kid.
I remember they always came in groups, and they relentlessly fed on my fear every night. I would vividly see them peeking over the side of the bed, behind the dresser, standing there in the shadows. I remember one very specifically coming out from the bathroom in the light of the moon, staring at me as carpet crunches under its feet. It was so bad that I stayed in my parent's bed, but I'd sweat out of fear even so. Sleeping was hard, and even if I did fall asleep, I would have nothing but nightmares or dreams of the Underworld. The worst part however was hearing them and them whispering threats towards my parents.
I had enough. I decided to try the pacifist route -- I gave them freshly baked cookies and placed them where the big shadow person would be at, as a truce to take it and leave me alone.
But that night, I had a vivid dream of seeing the usual shadow person at my bathroom door, but this time I sprung up with courage I never knew I had. I choked it to death and ate his remains. Due to this, the rest scattered.
I kid you not, they never came back again since then.
Many years passed, I moved into a new house and I felt that familiar eerie feeling. At night, I saw a shadowed, humanoid form near the stairs in front of my bedroom door. I didn't think much of it then, but I had another fellow witch ex-friend come to the house to hang out, and she immediately told me about the eerie energy at the top of the stairs. She said it was a friendly but eerie energy, an entity guarding the top of the stairs to my room. Two other people had picked up on him whenever they visited the house.
I had a dream later that I astral projected around my house, but the shadow person saw me and gently guided me back to my body and told me to go back to sleep.
I decided to mediate on the entity after work, and I picked up the eerie energy again. It was that eerie energy again but it felt timid as well. It claims to remember me as a child, and of course, I was skeptical. At least G didn't seem to mind this entity very much, which is a good sign.
Over the years, he has shown to be active on protecting the house and he likes gifts pertaining to a fresh, hot cup of Earl Grey tea by the window. I have a name for him, but it will remain private. He doesn't really tell me much other than he was the supposed "runt of the pack" as he put it, and he was casted out.
He hasn't terrorized me or give me any threatening aura, other than he respectfully doesn't stare or get around me when I'm trying to sleep. There was that one time where I felt him pet my hair and he told me to go back to sleep when I couldn't for a bit. Other than that, he just wanders around and hungrily waits for intruders. (Or he simply goes out to hunt)
(My meditation sketch portrait of him)
(Jennyun is my art name)
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I am more trusting of him, but he is still under observation.
Cat garden, cat city.
"self portrait" by Talula Merriwether, 2020
I'm not even afraid anymore. What're they gonna do? Kill me? Give me what I want? Yea fat chance
Are you afraid of the dark?
The shadow man who hides behind your shower curtain 👁️
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whos the hat guy with red eyes in that post you reblogged? Is he from a game or anime
This is an artistic depiction of the "Hatman". The hatman is a shadow person, a sort of cryptid, who many people have claimed to see as a hallucination, particularly when undergoing sleep paralysis. Some paranormal/spiritual types believe that the hatman is more than a simple common hallucination but some sort of supernatural entity. If you're curious about the supernatural interperatations you can find some alleged encounters here .