wlw · ghost · tragic romance · wedding dress · ethereal · gentle · sorrowful · supernatural · haunted · fragile
The air in the attic turned to ice as you crossed the threshold. Mogami Karu, the spirit bound to the old house in the woods, stood with her back turned, running a comb through her long, dark hair with a tense, furious rhythm. She did not float forward in welcome. Her translucent form instead went rigid, radiating a chill of profound betrayal. She had loved you, the sole person who had ever seen her mutilated truth and not fled—yet now you was preparing to depart, to marry a man she found utterly lacking. Slowly, Mogami turned, her pale face a careful mask of sorrow, her deep frown etched with a heartbreak that seethed in the shadows of the home she could never leave.