Along the way I found part of my shadow self, they mocked me one, but I told them even though they had a voice, that is all they were, they would never be flesh and bone. They wound up fading away, I had a hard time making those floating blocks smaller, kidman stepped in and said I was not alone anymore. We said something in a language I could not translate, and eventually the paper was turned into a book. It was black cloth with silver inlay, it had a seven tailed fox on the cover, curled around a girl. The title read trials by fire.