Mount Everfall wanting things from people who don't want to give them to me.

the boy was black-capped, blue-eyed, and maybe afraid. he knew what he saw, though. he recognized those buds the same way the ghost did. the spirit lingered a moment there and stepped further away, to another cluster; these looked to be on their last legs.

he grabbed softly for those bulbs, entire rounds, one and then two and then three, and pulled away to chew on them; almost deer-like. as he chewed bits of plant matter came away and fell from his lips. some, unchewed.

the ghost meandered, soundless.