Behind the man a shadow shape, his soul against the world he hates, it rises high and steps forward, punching and tackling the untoward. stronger and greater than mere illusion , seeking the end, to despair's conclusion. Proud, tall, and very bold, its shape hard pressed from a broken mold. Yet sure as thunder, wind, and rain, as a persons shade it shall remain. Each one has one dwelling within, different strengths from different skins.