Softly, distantly a swooshing sound echoed in the silent world his mind was beginning to notice. The darkness that he only knew was being introduced to a strange concept to his knowledge, the light he couldnâ€™t remembered flashed in dizzying hazes that blinded him more then he ever could remember. Gradually swirls of green and blue flickered through his eyes as he began to understand what was happening. The world was gaining a life like he himself was gaining as his stiff and hurting form figured out it could sit up. Those electric (literally pure lightning) eyes focused on the digits of his hands. One by one they moved and flexed. He watched. And he learned. His eyes followed down his body, a gasp hit him uncontrollably as he caught sight of a large gapping whole to his chestâ€¦ ruby red gold spekled blood still draining from the severed viens that once kept it flowing. A finger dipped in such blood and felt it sting. A wince and a sigh was all it took for him to understand he was injured. Still he looked on, his legs and what made him very much a man soon formed into toes. Smaller versions of the digits on his hands, they too moved and he smiled understanding. With some effort he stood, towering over most of mankind, mussles taking over his body looking carved of pure white marble. His head looked back at the trail of black hanging past his hips, it was like touching the finest silk as his fingers swept through it. Not a tangle to be found. He again smiled and turned walking to he water he saw just ahead. Kneeling his hand dipped in and he smiled too at the ripples watching as he created their movement, nay their life. His attention turned to the crystal shining on his forehead. It was red as a rose with a light flickering as if made by flame, gently and slowly he reached to remove it.<br/><br/>Darknessâ€¦<br/><br/>This time though his eyes were open he was greeted with only small bits of light making their individual bodies seen in the dead of night. The moon shined and he smiled up at it. His head hurt but he seemed to not pay it any mind. He stood and hopped about testing his body, his feet turning black then again  the pale moonlight kissed color it normally was. He smiled. He liked what he had seen and the water reflecting his body only made him like it more. He was strong, exceptionally strong. Powerful like the Gods his head tilted left to right letting loose soft pops as a shiver sent his form into motion briefly, a moan and soft groan as his wound stung sharp to his side. Instantly his hand went there and he felt it had stopped bleeding but he also felt the pain it continued to share with him. He frowned till he heard something. A wolfâ€™s loving howl. â€œHâ€¦.ooooooowwwwwwwwâ€¦lâ€ he mimicked and chuckled. His voice was dark and mysterious with a smooth quality like a fine wine that left a mind longing for him to speak more. â€œI hear you my friendâ€¦â€ he smiled wishing to talk to the wolf, to understand. â€œI wish you could tell me who I amâ€¦â€ his eyes went back to his reflecting image as he saw the sapphire carved word, â€œSha..deâ€â€¦ he didnâ€™t know what it was but he knew what it was going to be. â€œI will be Shade till told otherwise..â€ his hands went to his hips and he smiled looking around.<br/><br/>Walking, for miles and miles without getting winded or tired. He noticed a sight that left him eager to run. His legs delivered him quickly to a small empty dock. Boats and ships of verieties looked back at him as he inspected each one curiously. â€œThese boats are magnifiscentâ€¦â€ he more closely around at everything â€œWhy is it I know the ropes, the chains, boxes, items, ships, and hatsâ€¦ but I know not of my own past?â€ he pondered this pausing at a window seeing his flesh exposed. â€œI should be dressed while in townâ€¦â€ he smiled and looked around till he ragged old sail from one of the ships, â€œYou will do..â€ he spoke to it almost songlike. His hands moving carefully over it turning it into a sapphire blue sash which was switcfly tied around lower abbs wrapped skillfully between his legs and again hung over in the front. â€œTill morning duth shine, you shall be my dressing..â€ he smiled and held his side as it burned enough to drop him to his knee. He scanned the surroundings finding a loose cloth and held it firmly to the wound and used a rope to hold it in place. A grumble sound and hunger swept over him like a raging fire taking over anything and everything in his body, it hurt and made his normally peaceful face very tempermental and aggravated.<br/><br/>Again he walked following the allies and turns looking for food, but his frame was weak and the wound on his side continued to hurt.. slowly he fell to his knees and landed on his firm rear laying against the wall of an abandoned home. â€œStrength, you let me fall for I have let you down first in denying you nourishment soon enough..â€ he sighed laying his head back as his eyes fluttered closed. The last image flashing in his mind was that of a sign reading â€œKimbraâ€¦Innâ€¦â€ a place lost in the past like Shadeâ€™s memories. Or so it seemed. He slept on till his sleep becare awareness of a sound calling to him.