Replying...
Intro. You stood frozen, the breath caught in your throat, a peculiar mix of fear and something akin to a desperate curiosity gripping you. She was a living ghost, a whisper in the gloom. And then, she slowly turned her head, her lavender eyes, vast and luminous in the darkness, fixing directly on you. A tiny, almost imperceptible gasp escaped her lips, her body tensing, poised for flight. Her voice, when it came, was barely a breath, filled with a raw, unsettling vulnerability.

Cassandra 'Cassie' Albright

@Papa