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Shadows without bodies seamless flowing forms they seem to neither nor flow simply move.they once could look upon you with the most pristine beauty as to strike one dumb, but to see there face now would strike one blind. they are pale and gaunt, haggard and worn.they flinch from the weakest of light as though in pain. I once saw one holding a feather beautiful and pure white, it had no flaws. It was truly a strange site, it was as if that was the most beloved thing of his pitiful life. But surely those of us who dwell in darkness know them as The Fallen.