This story is a sequel to Shadow Dancers
Some wounds take time to heal. Some wounds never heal completely. Some heal easier than others. And there are some wounds that just can't heal at all. Luckily for Twilight, she has all but forgotten the wounds that blighted her nightmares for so long. She has healed. However, while it is true that some things are best left alone or forgotten, the darkness that almost took her life was not one of those things. The memories will return, but by then it will be too late to stop the coming darkness. The hands of the black mist reach out, the shadows swirl and writhe, expanding away from the very light that casts them, reaching dangerously for their prey. The deadly dance of shadows began... But it never ended.