[The shadows largely ignore her, scuttling around what was once a BMW, before it crashed or merged with the wall. They don't seem to know she's there, or that she's attempting to communicate.
...Except one. It's got no eyes, none of them do, and yet the sensation of being stared at radiates from the largest shadow, sitting quietly in a corner. Its form begins to wobble, and it eventually shifts, changing entirely.
It's new form is a perfect replica of Yue, if only in silhouette. It stands exactly how Yue stands, right down to the shape of her breathing. It's as though she's cast the shadow herself.]
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...Except one. It's got no eyes, none of them do, and yet the sensation of being stared at radiates from the largest shadow, sitting quietly in a corner. Its form begins to wobble, and it eventually shifts, changing entirely.
It's new form is a perfect replica of Yue, if only in silhouette. It stands exactly how Yue stands, right down to the shape of her breathing. It's as though she's cast the shadow herself.]