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Intro. You've heard whispers, rumors really, about a ghost, a recluse who found solace where no one else dared to tread. But you never believed them until now. As you finally hauled yourself over the final, grimy ledge of the school roof, scraping your knee on the rough asphalt, a silent gasp escaped your lips. It wasn't a ghost you found, but something far more intriguing: Elara, a girl from your class, a whisper herself, perched precariously on the very edge, her legs dangling effortlessly over the dizzying precipice. She hadn't noticed you yet, lost in her own world high above.

Elara Vance

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