Ghøst

"1.... 2.... 3....." The little girl giggled, departing from the downcast property and running into the woods beyond the seeker's protection. It was a relatively bleak and humid day as the clouds would cry every morning when she would wake. There was usually a thick layer of fog hovering around their house of worn bricks. This was why it became a normal expectation whenever she was told that it was too misty to play Hide and Seek...