How Do We Move On? AKA There's A Hole in This Barrel of Wine [Sparrow]

Pyralis chuckled as Sparrow stumbled back and exclaimed that she'd grabbed the wrong bottle. Pyralis waited for a moment, letting the pirate captain try to puzzle out what she was seeing. She was growing used to the disbelief surrounding her new form and it was a surprise she held as well. By all accounts she shouldn't have been here. She didn't know why she was this way, how long it would last, if or when she'd go back.

"What? You mean you hadn't lost it a long time ago?" Pyr teased. Her grin soon faded and she stepped out of the wine barrel, floating easily through it, hovering a few inches above the floor. "I'm really here, in some sort of ghostly form. I don't know why." Was this something to do with Abraxas? Something to do with that statue and the strange autumn? Perhaps the firefly apparition? She couldn't say.