Would I run off the world someday?

Etoile

Etoile had heard of a rumor far too peculiar to just ignore. Supposedly there were these haunted woods where you could go to see ghosts. Supposedly it was easy to get lost in these woods. Supposedly if you died in these woods your soul would be forever trapped. They were said to be cursed, and currently she was standing a few feet into the mouth of them. With a background like Etoile's it really should come to no surprise that she just absolutely ate shit like this up. The yearling wasn't scared in the slightest. In fact the only thing currently bothering the fae was the fact that she seemed to have come down with some sort of mild cold. Dang season changes.

"Hello? I'd love to have a conversation with you if you're free!" She spoke in friendly tones to nobody in particular. It didn't matter who answered her, so long as they were dead. Etoile wasn't under the belief that spirits could hurt you, or that they'd even want to if they had the ability. With a sneeze, she went a little deeper into the trees and continued calling out. "Hello? Helllooooo?"
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