I am a ghost, though I am not sure I am dead. The world looks a strange bluish hue and I cannot feel my limbs. I hear whispers swirling about me -- voices that seem so familiar, but recognition is just beyond my grasp. I may be dead. I may be a ghost.
Thus begins the first chapter of the Starlight Letters.
J.S.
If you are ghost--step out into the realm and explore the world by day and night. I want to hear your adventures. Oh, and be sure to overhear conversations and hide people's objects. It's always fun to mess with the living.
ReplyDeleteAhh, yes. It is a fun exercise. One must sometimes think like a ghost in order to catch one.
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