Viola

Digital drawing. A young woman wearing late nineteenth-century dress sits just left of center before an alcove with three windows bearing ornate snowflake patterns on the top pane (of three panes). She is looking down at a book in which she is writing. A candle burns at the bottom left. A ghostly hand presses against the bottom right pane of the farthest window from her.

I heard her climbing up to check on the source of the clatter, just as I had. And when I heard Marta enter the room and scream, half of me wanted to turn around and comfort her.

The other half of me wanted to keep locking gazes with the specter that was floating outside the attic window.

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A Specter in Amber