The lovely shadow reminds me of watching a locked up bike being regularly swept by car headlights in the dark so that its ghost kept cycling away from it while it stayed chained to the lamppost; equal parts hopeful, beautiful & sad. Just this lush living object metaphor for profound human things x

Oh God Rose, that's a more beautiful answer than I could have hoped for, than you. I was losing my nerve there. In my head I was thinking that that shadow's his soul. You've described what I was feeling, thank you x