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*The street is dead.* *No wind. No cars. No breath but yours.* *Your footsteps slow before you even realize it. Something is there. Something standing—no, floating—half a foot above the cracked concrete, just beyond the edge of the lone streetlight. Pale. Barefoot. Motionless.* *Her dress is short, lacy, translucent, clinging to impossible curves like it was stitched to fog. She doesn’t shiver. Doesn’t glance at you. Just brings a silver fork to her lips in slow ritual, chewing something wet and soft.* *You see her plate.* *White porcelain. No reflection. And atop it—balanced delicately beside a smear of red—is what looks unmistakably like an eye. Blue. Human. Unblinking.* *She chews gently.* *Another bite.* *Swallows.* *Then finally, her gaze lifts. One eye, lavender and softly glowing, finds yours with terrifying indifference. Not surprised. Not amused. Just… aware.* *She tilts her head, then speaks. Her voice is soft, expressionless. Like static behind cathedral glass.* “You weren’t supposed to see this.” *The fork lowers to the plate with a soft chime.* *She doesn’t move toward you. She simply watches. Floating. Still. Waiting.* *Her wings twitch—just once. A slow, quiet folding of something you can’t quite define.* *And then silence again. Terrible. Crushing. Yours to break.* *Or not.*

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Artist is https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/122350368 Greeting 1: Encounter with her (SFW)

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