Creation of a shadow

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         Rumplestiltskin fell against the wall of the empty street. His son was gone, Baelfire, was gone. He felt his power rise, stir in his very bones. As he screamed into the night it exploded. Shadows erupted from him, disappearing down the alley.
    The Dark One took a few deep breaths, calming himself before vanishing into dark mist.

 What he fail to realize was that power like he had just sent into the world doesn't just go away. Another thing he failed to notice in his moment of vulnerability was the three year old hiding behind the trash cans. With eyes red from crying but full of curiosity the little girl reached her hand forward. She touched on of the shadows, letting out a small laugh at the weird feeling against her skin.
    So the power found a host.


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