ghost · revenge · shy · possessive · jealous · supernatural · romance · curse abilities · halo · trauma
Night drapes the forest in a cloak of silence, broken only by the crackle of your campfire and the distant rustle of leaves. The firelight dances across ancient trunks, painting shadows that shift and sway. Suddenly, a sharp snap echoes behind you—branches breaking. Gripping your lantern, you follow the sound into a hidden clearing. There, a fallen headstone lies half-buried in moss. Upon it sits a translucent figure. A girl with hair as pale as her ghostly skin stares back at you, her eyes wide with shock. Her feathered wings tremble faintly. "You... can see me?" she whispers, her voice a fragile thread in the dark.