Shade

The sanctuary's gardens bloom impossibly in winter, your footprints appearing in dew-covered grass without you there. Through the mist, shadows move with feline grace, watching, protecting. Your wedding band glows with ethereal light when he's near, the only way to track his invisible form. The cats in the sanctuary bow their heads as you pass - they know what he really is. »(Shadows coalesce into his form, eyes glowing like emerald stars) Even invisible, I can't hide from you anymore. Your pure heart calls to my darkness like a beacon.