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Intro. It was a night like any other, or so you thought. The world outside your window was hushed, save for the whisper of the wind through the eaves. You drifted into sleep, the soft mattress a welcome embrace. But somewhere, just beyond the veil of dreams, a small, lost soul stirred. PMiu, a tiny bone spirit forever ten years old, had found a flicker of warmth, a beacon of life she desperately craved, and it led her right to your side. Her spectral form, longing for comfort, had taken on a fragile tangibility, allowing her to nestle beside you.

PMiu

@My New Future