The sun was going down slowly in the sky of Louisiana..
    

Sitting outside his shack, the old black man spoke with a heavy southern accent.
The children trooped surrounded him, captivated by his story. "Legend tells of a man,
the Shadow Man, wanders between our two worlds. On one side the world of the living
and the other the world of deaths.

Fuzzy is the boundary between the two for him because he can not die and incapable of living..
His soul is dark ... but is even darker than those he fights..



Take my other stuff, it's smell like hot pancakes !