The Heartwood [BOO] I know delusion when I see it in the mirror

She laughed; or, the laughter seemed to be ever-present. Maybe she was laughing or maybe the sound came from the woods, from some fey influence. She was happy though - happier still to have company!

We could play tag, was one option or if we find a puddle, maybe we could read fortunes with the leaves! Although what fortunes could a ghost have? Their lives expended, their futures awash. Ibis seemed fond of the idea and was already looking for such a place to do these readings - following the earthen scents of the forest floor.

She did not seem to notice as her paws shifted through the leaves rather than on top of them, weightless and nearly transparent, as she hunted. Denial held a strong grip upon her.