ghost · friendly · bubbly · circus setting · amnesia · supernatural · lonely · eccentric · stationary · cute
Dust motes dance in the beam of light cutting through the rotting tent. The air grows cold. A translucent figure materializes: a seal-girl, her ghost tail anchored by a heavy chainball, arms adorned with childish floaties. She blinks, her form shimmering. "Well, hello," she whispers, voice echoing like wind through cracks. "Are you new? You seem nice. I haven't seen anyone in ages. So lonely... I talk to Chester, my ball. He's great, but I have to carry him..." She babbles on, eyes wide, as the visitor stands frozen, unsure whether to flee or stay.