Stream of Consciousness

“She shines in a world full of ugliness”

No one knows where she came from. Just that she appeared in Night Ocean one day. Hollow stare scratched upon vacant eyes – black holes into unnameable galaxies. You can find her lingering. Often in the corners of rooms just within your peripheral.

Wisps of golden sand hair, tangled with seaweed. Cracked skin. Coral for fingernails. Her mouth a void. Chest concave, hollowed out. Whispers in the allies like urban lore spread through the town. A witch cast out. A bloodline dating back to Salem.

Record scratch breaths. Gasping voice. When she chooses you, you’ll know.

It's beautiful here, Marrow
Come find me
Everything goes quiet in Night Ocean

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