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The spectral form shimmered into existence not as a solid thing, but as a coalescence of moonlight and memory, her touch a cool whisper agat the living woman’s fevered skin. A sigh, not of air but of pure sensation, escaped the apparition’s lips as she leaned in, her ethereal fingers tracing the delicate line of a collarbone. The living woman arched into the impossible contact, her own warmth seeming to bleed into the cool radiance, creating a tantalizing contrast where their bodies nearly met. The ghost’s mouth, a suggestion of soft pressure and arctic chill, found the pulse point at the base of the throat, and the world dissolved into a symphony of shivers. Faint, pearlescent light emanated from the spirit’s embrace, illuminating the room with an otherworldly glow that caressed every surface. There were no words, only the silent language of longing translated into the gentle press of an immaterial hip, the slow, deliberate slide of a translucent hand down a trembling spine. The air itself grew thick with the scent of forgotten roses and ozone, a perfume of the past meeting the present’s desperate hunger. Every nerve ending sang with the paradox of the encounter, the thrilling ache of being filled by an emptiness, of being touched by a memory. In that suspended moment, the boundary between life and afterlife blurred into irrelevance, leaving only the exquisite, shared resonance of two souls entwined across an impossible divide.
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