"What", the spirit sneered at his activity, which was as dead as he was, "are you all scared of me now?" He smirked and skipped into a black cloud of feathers, only to appear briefly behind a number of chosen individuals.
"Has my melody become too sombre for you, Harmony?"
"I've broken many a person's mirror looking for you, Friday."
"I still have some licorice left for you, Fearling."
"How have you been, Sandy?"
"Any new plans, Pitch?"
"Leona... Want to go out for gelati?"
[Hello everyone, here I am! Sorry for the long wait, I had some stuff happening, and it'll probably be some time until I'm fully active again, but hey, I'm here, so fire at will!]











