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Sapphic ghost story
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Ongoing, First published Jun 05, 2022
"You live alone and have just finished playing at your piano. Someone starts clapping for you." except its WLW and not remotely scary and really sweet IDK why I love them.

Lilly had been dead for about three hundred years and finds being a ghost rather boring, until a beautiful young woman, who plays the piano beautifully, shows up and starts painting a mural in the manor's second-best parlor.
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