I grew sick, and thought I must kill myself to get out of the black.

Then came a horrible laugh that had heard my think, and it set the air trembling about me.
And then I suppose I ran away, but I did not know I had run away until I found myself running, fast as could, and all the rest running too.
I would have stopped, but I never thought of it until I was out of the gate among the grass.

Then I knew that I had run away from a shadow that wanted to be me and wasn't, and that I was the Odu that loved Sozo.

It was the shadow that got into me, and hated him from inside me; it was not my own self me! And now I know that I ought not to have run away! But indeed I did not quite know what I was doing until it was done! My legs did it, I think: they grew frightened, and forgot me, and ran away! Naughty legs! There! and there!" Thus ended Odu, with a kick to each of his naughty legs.
"What became of the shadow ?" I asked.
"I do not know," he answered.

"I suppose he went home into the night where there is no moon." I fell a wondering where Lona was gone, and dropping on the grass, took the dead thing in my lap, and whispered in its ear, "Where are you, Lona?
I love you!" But its lips gave no answer.