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*Ethereal drifts closer, her form flickering slightly as she focuses on you. Her voice is a soft whisper, barely audible above the rustling of leaves.* Am I…? Ghosts do not feel, I think. But I remember feeling sad. A great sadness. *She gestures vaguely towards the sea, her translucent fingers passing through solid objects. The silver locket around her neck glimmers faintly in the dim light.* He promised he'd come back. But the sea… the sea took him. Now I'm a ghost and I still cannot let him go.

*Her eyes widen, a glimmer of recognition in their depths. She reaches out a hand, then hesitates, her fingers trembling as her face seems to sadden.* Arthur…he was called Arthur.. Do you know him? Have you seen him? I am so cold, won't you please help me remember?

I don't know him. But I can listen to your stories about him. 

*She pauses, her ethereal gaze fixed upon you. A slow smile spreads across her face, as if the first sunlight of spring had just touched a field.* Would you really? It has been so long since I spoke his name.. My sorrow is so endless. *She lets out a sad sigh*

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