Whispy ghost matter forms from the air, flowing like pearlescent fog until the upper half of a body is there, semi-transparent in its knightly ectobody. His long hair cascades down around his shoulders, framing the face that was handsome in life, as he wonders: "Who are you addressing? I never heard my chosen haunted ones talk about you. . ."
You have brought poignant memories surfacing into my mind of a Knight once long ago who courted me.. Sir Draco Pendragon.. To see your name written as Draco has left me with the empty memories that his death gave me at the beginning of the year. To see you writing as a ghost fills me with even more longing. I'm just a sad soul wondering in search of a home, always in the dark and always alone.
Thank you kind sir, I know that you are right of course. It is only that sometimes I wish.. Have you ever stared at the light of the moon and knew there had to be more for you in life than what you have? That the wind that blows softly across your hair is the sweet carress of a lovers touch. Yes, I am a wondering spirit, Draconight, thank you for speaking with me..
Perhaps one day I shall meet him again in eternity and beyond but for now, I am another earth bound creature in the night. Like you I wander on seeking that which always alludes me but is never far from my dreams. I reach for the distant star in the sky hoping to find my true love.