The Ghosts that haunt Primsisters

The house remembers. Some say, the Primfolk and Dwellers never truly left. They linger as whispers in the hall, reflections in the glass or gentle watchers when the shop is empty of visitors. These gentle souls are not to be feared; they are fragments of story, emotion and time itself. Each ghost carries the faint echo of who they once were, a scholar, a dreamer or a keeper of secrets.

Now they drift between realms, their presence caught in cloth and stitch waiting quietly for someone who still believes in the magic that never truly left.

If you find one within Primsisters halls, especially from when the leaves turn orange until they vanish, count yourself fortunate. The ghosts only show themselves to those who listen for wonder.