Publisher's Synopsis
...for those like me, all the brilliant colors illuminated by sunlight have never had a gleam. Pastures of lush green grass and flowers have always had a tarnished shade to them. Reflections over ponds have been broken and disfigured. Shadows cast can only be made truthful under moonlight. We have this secret knowledge that the earth isn't only made of itself, but also of the shadows it casts. And this is only because we've always lived in them....
