~prologue~

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Trust In your heart, dear readers;

it will always guide you where you need to go





In the shadowed corridors of time, where echoes of the past weave with the whispers of the future, lies the tale of Avery and the spectral love that defied the boundaries of mortality. As moonlight spilled its secrets on ancient manors and quiet solitude, a connection unfolded—both ethereal and poignant.

Avery, draped in the fabric of human existence, stumbled upon a ghostly presence within the confines of an old manor. Time, like a silent witness, bore witness to their encounters, each moment etched in the walls of the manor as a bittersweet sonnet. Unspoken words resonated through the stillness, forging an indelible bond between a living soul and one caught in the delicate threads of the afterlife.

Through changing seasons, their connection evolved—a silent confidante in the tapestry of Avery's solitude. In quiet reflection, she pondered the transient nature of their bond, realizing that some loves are destined to be fleeting, like the fragile petals of a blossom carried away by the wind.

Yet, as the realization of their inevitable parting cast a shadow, a glimmer of hope emerged—the promise of a reunion beyond the realms of the living. Whispers in the wind hinted at the possibility that, in the afterlife, their souls might intertwine once more.

As days melted into nights, Avery's heart embraced the poignant beauty of a love that transcended the tangible, navigating the delicate intersection of love and loss, leaving behind a lingering ache of sorrow and the delicate anticipation of an otherworldly rendezvous in the timeless embrace of the afterlife. And so, the prologue unfolds, inviting you into a world where the spectral and the living dance in the delicate balance of existence.

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