My shadow covers the walls thus reflecting my absence.
Time outgrows itself. The city no longer exists, covered by the creeping roots of reminiscence.
Loneliness is my companion, filled with images, dreams and memories.
My ghostly shadows multiply themselves and glide on the walls.
The city takes on the colour of a gravestone and is crushed by the weight of mysterious shadows.

Umbra: latin word referring to both shade and reflection.