She was a girl. Small, frail, delicate. She laid there, curled at the base of a tree, her eyes closed. Only, her sides did not rise with each breath and her fur did not ruffle as the breeze blew past. The rain that fell did not touch her—no, it fell through her.
Pale, she was almost transparent. Her body was little more than a silvery, opaque veil over the grass and ground behind her. When her eyes opened, they were black—two voids that lingered where gems of green or blue or pink should have lurked. The sensation of her staring at you—through you—is bone chilling. Alarming. Unearthly.
She coughs, and she weakly whispers"Mother," but the words seem to slither directly into your brain and not through your ears. "Father..." Another cough, and this time, wracking her entire body. And suddenly your eyes are drawn to the odd swelling of her joints, the mishapenness of her body. Black fluid seems to weep from the wounds..
And if you get too close, she disappears.
HALLOWEEN
no posting here — feel free to make threads interacting with her as she appears in different places of the forest
Pale, she was almost transparent. Her body was little more than a silvery, opaque veil over the grass and ground behind her. When her eyes opened, they were black—two voids that lingered where gems of green or blue or pink should have lurked. The sensation of her staring at you—through you—is bone chilling. Alarming. Unearthly.
She coughs, and she weakly whispers
And if you get too close, she disappears.
no posting here — feel free to make threads interacting with her as she appears in different places of the forest