The shadow showed the transient soul the rest of his silent city. However, she grew much quieter after learning the nature of the shades that surrounded them. He did not have much to say, anyway — most of his memories of this place belonged to a time when the city was a makeshift settlement, and its people were no more than hunters and gatherers who barely knew how to farm land.
Tatal, Stone Hand, and their children… he remembered them well, but he knew very little about the people who had become his shades.
Of course, if he wanted to, he could peer into each of the shadows that dwelled within his soul and glean their past. The strings of their fates all ended in a single point, after all — in him. So, it was easy to learn about them. He had already glimpsed some of it when creating his kingdom, though, and had no desire to delve deeper into the mess of human lives.
