❝ Ghosts don’t haunt us ❞

[willothewisp]

{ they’re present among us because we won’t let go of them }
🌸 duri 🌸 doyun 🌸

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[willothewisp]

Something changed. Something significant. Duri couldn’t pinpoint what or ho exactly, but it was the lingering impression he felt. Impressions were all he had. He couldn’t remember anything before the world seemed to shift for him. Everything had a faded quality, like he was walking through fog. The world was quieter, less saturated.

More jarring than that was that no one noticed him. Not on the streets, not in the shops. Everywhere he went, he remained unseen. After only a few days (days? He’s not sure, time felt different, too), Duri came to the very logical conclusion that he must be dead. That would explain so much.

Were spirits supposed to stick around and wander the world after their bodies died? He didn’t know. Regardless, he felt like he had to stay, like there was something he needed here, still. Not that he knew what that was.

Needless to say, he was shocked the first time someone approached him and addressed him directly.