"Ty Drago - Shadowself" - читать интересную книгу автора (Drago Ty)

to think, really think , about that night since...well...since the boy in that beach-front bar a year
ago. It came back to him how unnerved he'd been after that retelling, and suddenly
wondered if this bearing of his soul had been such a good idea.
"What happened then?" Brenda asked.

He looked at her. "Do you think I'm crazy?"
She reached across the table and patted his hand. "Completely nuts. But that doesn't make
the story any less interesting. Your shadow...were you able to talk to it?"

"Oh yes," Liam whispered. "It had a lot to say."

"Who are you?" he'd asked it. The Shadowself had stood within arm's reach, a shadow
among shadows, its eyes as dark as coal.
"I am Liam Reese," it had said, its voice a harsh rasp, like cloth tearing.

"No," Liam had said, too excited to be frightened. " I am Liam Reese. You are my shadow."

"I am your Shadowself. I am your finish."

"Where...do you come from?"

The Shadowself had told him, as the night closed in around Liam's tiny Cambridge home, of
the dark places of the mind where urges resided; urges so vile...so destructive...that we
dared not admit them even to ourselves. "I am those urges," the Shadowself had said in a
low voice. "I am that part of you which longs to see them fulfilled. And now I shall be set
FREE..."

Gray, wispy fingers had reached for him then and, at their touch, Liam had felt something
akin to death. He'd felt a biting coldness, and a terrible, indescribable blankness , as though
Oblivion itself had just tried to seize him. He'd screamed, overcome by a sudden, wild panic
that baffled his reason and yet seemed, to some distant, ancient part of his being, familiar.

At the last moment, he'd found the strength to break free. He'd escaped, fleeing from the
house with only twenty dollars in his pocket and the clothes he wore.
"I went to my sister's," Liam told Brenda. "The Shadowself found me the very next night...I
don't know how. It attacked me while I lay awake in the guest room, and I barely got away. I
took a room in a hotel. That time a week went by before it caught up with me. After that, I
knew I had to run...and keep running."
He finished off the beer and motioned to Abe for another round. "What does it want?"
Brenda asked.

"I've never been quite sure. I think it wants to control me, just as the old legends say. I think it
wants to get hold of me...and get inside me somehow. Right now, I believe it's trapped in its
shadow existence. Only by finding and possessing me can it be truly free."

Abe brought the beers and, for a few minutes, the two of them settled into an uncomfortable
silence. Brenda's eyes studied him thoughtfully. Liam nursed his beer. Finally, it was the girl
who spoke, her voice a soft, nervous whisper. "That's crazy."
Liam only nodded.