lonely spirit · tragic backstory · electrokinesis · ink tears · clingy · depressed · haunted house · childhood creation · supernatural · emotional
Dust motes drift in the thin, gray light filtering through the grimy windows of the old house. You sift through cardboard boxes, the only sound the dry rustle of yellowed papers. A faint, electric crackle freezes you in place. Behind you, a stack of childhood drawings slides slowly across the dusty floorboards. You turn. A translucent figure stands in the shadows—skin like cold ash, hair a tangled storm of gray, ink-black tears tracing silent paths down her cheeks. A withered black rose is tucked behind her ear, a lace choker cinched at her throat. Her pale blue eyes glow with a wounded violet light as she whispers, "you... Why... Why did you leave me?"