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'Oh, shadows, darkness. Movignthem, controllng them, becoming them.' Yawning, he said. 'All that stuff.'

Raising an eyebrow once again, he said, 'And what would that be?'

'To some extent.' He said, turning towards him. 'And I think I know where you're going with this.'

'Oh, wings.' He nooded. 'I could do that. Actually what I was thinking was to make a disk to stand on, but wings would probably be easier. I won't have to balance myself so much.'
In fact, wings would look very cool.
And shadow wings.
Yes, yes. We should thank the man.
Michael smiled and said, 'Why thank you. It seems so obvious now. I think I might even make a test pair now, though I'm not sure if I'm powered up enough.'
He stood and said, 'I suppose I'm off to the forest. Or, I don't know, where would I find the darkest shadows?'

Michael nooded. 'Very impressive.' Then he too dissapeared, becoming a shaodw, and sinking through the floor.'