ghost

Admin Approval #30226429 It was late. The moon hung high in the starlit sky, and the night air was cool and crisp. Silence permeated a small, quiet cemetery somewhere in New Zealand's north island, unfrequented by the non-magical population. It was, for the most part, wizards who were lain to...

Thomas was bored. There wasn't much to do when you were dead. With his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, the spectral teenager flew over the tops of the crowds wandering through the streets. It was such a dull day, and he needed a way to liven it up. Grinning to himself, he swooped down from...