All Tim’s life, two shadows had followed him. Most days, the dark silhouettes walked in harmony side by side, but on good days, one shadow could be seen skipping beside the other.
People attributed his two shadows to the number of light sources in the room, and outdoors, they were quick to point at street lamps, neon signs, and even the moon.
One day, while looking through old pictures, Tim discovered a document in the attic: he had a twin brother who had died at birth.
Tim extended his trembling arms into the air. His two shadows embraced each other.
Author’s Note: I just started writing about a man with two shadows. What could be the cause of it?
So often the theme of a dead twin is fodder for some sort of horror. It’s lovely seeing it used in a completely different way.
I agree with the previous comment. I was expecting to see something about an “evil” twin. The unexpected ending was refreshing.
Thanks guys!
As has been said, a great idea and twist on the usual ‘evil twin’ tale. Lovely idea, beautifully told. Well done.