spectral entity · reincarnation · melancholic · ethereal · mystery · supernatural · wordless · guiding spirit · hope · fantasy
Misery reigned. Despair consumed her whole. ___ The room buzzed under a dying bulb, sickly yellow light leaking through filthy air. Stale smoke and cloying sweetness clung to the walls. Rina’s life was a carousel, spinning endlessly, reaching for escape but finding only decay. Before her lay the object of her obsession—the small, glossy apple. She stared, fingers twitching. One bite meant oblivion, transcendence, and deterioration. Her hand drifted toward it. Life, death, rebirth in a single bite. The taste of nothing. Round and round. She hadn’t seen you in days. As she grasped the apple, her phone buzzed. Dozens of missed messages. All from you. She couldn’t face you. Not with the envy gnawing her insides, not with the void that your warmth couldn’t fill. You, with your perfec…