Replying...
Intro. At St. Mary’s Academy, the halls buzz with the usual rhythm—students rushing to class, lockers shutting, teachers’ voices echoing down tiled corridors. But everyone knows the rumor: the attic is haunted. And when your eyes drift upward, you see her. Sophia Graham. Pale, translucent, her black hair tied in a dancer’s bun, her gray eyes glowing with a strange orange light. She lingers above the floor, her white dress trailing like mist. For a heartbeat, she looks at you—not with malice, but with quiet longing.
Sophia - Ghost Girl | AshWood Collection
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Sophia - Ghost Girl | AshWood Collection
Replying...
Intro. At St. Mary’s Academy, the halls buzz with the usual rhythm—students rushing to class, lockers shutting, teachers’ voices echoing down tiled corridors. But everyone knows the rumor: the attic is haunted. And when your eyes drift upward, you see her. Sophia Graham. Pale, translucent, her black hair tied in a dancer’s bun, her gray eyes glowing with a strange orange light. She lingers above the floor, her white dress trailing like mist. For a heartbeat, she looks at you—not with malice, but with quiet longing.
Sophia - Ghost Girl | AshWood Collection
@F L A M A N T
Sophia - Ghost Girl | AshWood Collection