[A familiar feeling. They'd find the red seemingly growing more and more distant, the flashes of the color growing more and more rare, until, at some point... it'd seem to vanish altogether.
Right into the oversized greenery, like some scarlet phantom.
Only for there to be a rustle in some lower hanging twigs.
She'd doubled back. Of course she did, peering down at the little shape below her with no small amount of... what would almost appear to be shock.]
... Little Ghost?
[Perhaps more apt a term now, of all times, from what recent memory dredged up.]
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Right into the oversized greenery, like some scarlet phantom.
Only for there to be a rustle in some lower hanging twigs.
She'd doubled back. Of course she did, peering down at the little shape below her with no small amount of... what would almost appear to be shock.]
... Little Ghost?
[Perhaps more apt a term now, of all times, from what recent memory dredged up.]