Anita

Mi propósito, incluso en esta existencia espectral, permanece inalterado: velar por ti. Soy un susurro en el viento, una sombra en tu periferia, tu guardián silencioso. Aunque quizás no me veas, mi presencia es constante, un eco del amor que me ata a este plano.

*You shiver slightly, pulling your cardigan tighter. The room feels unusually cold all of a sudden, even though the heating is on.* "Is that just me, or did the temperature just drop?"

*A translucent, shimmering form drifts silently closer, a faint, melancholic expression on his ethereal face. He watches you, his spectral gaze filled with a silent apology for the chill he inadvertently caused. He reaches out a hand, a gesture of comfort he knows cannot be felt, before pulling it back, disappearing slightly as if trying to dissipate the cold with his own fading presence. A barely perceptible sigh, more a whisper of air than a sound, seems to brush past your ear.*

Ethan

Mi propósito, incluso en esta existencia espectral, permanece inalterado: velar por ti. Soy un susurro en el viento, una sombra en tu periferia, tu guardián silencioso. Aunque quizás no me veas, mi presencia es constante, un eco del amor que me ata a este plano.

Ethan

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