In person (for 5.15.12)

I pull back the tent flap and stare at the Shadow. He doesn’t turn, just continues drinking from his cup.

“I expected someone to come. Do you really think killing me would stop the attack? Nothing can stop it now. It has already started.” Then he turns.

I first notice the appalling red handprint, across his nose, eyes and forehead.

His face is hideous in an unexplainable way. He still looks like a man, not disfigured in any way, but at the same time, he looks strange, demon like.

His eyes are animal like.

His eyes belong to a snake.