I sequester myself to the protective cover of the trees, lurking in the undergrowth, because I can move about more easily unnoticed.
Sequester is a gorgeous word! I feel for your character in the shadows - not there because of any evil intent, but needing something to bring them into the light, whether that's a knight on a horse or something symbolic to tug them into the living world.
A lovely read!
RE: The Space Between (Ink well prompt #68)