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[https://www.shousetsubangbang.com/mirror/a-ghost-without-a-soul/ a ghost without a soul] by [[Viy Sitante]] first appeared in issue [[Issue 105]] in 2023. | [https://www.shousetsubangbang.com/mirror/a-ghost-without-a-soul/ a ghost without a soul] by [[Viy Sitante]] first appeared in issue [[Issue 105]] in 2023. | ||
[[Category:text]] [[Category:2023]] | == Summary == | ||
Despite being a ghost, sometimes Bárbara smells like fresh grass after the rain. I wondered often if that was my imagination—if perhaps I confused the smell of spring each year with her--or if she wasn’t a ghost. I knew she was a ghost however; she proved it when she walked through the trees and put her hands through rocks. But the smell was so...tactile in a way, that sometimes my own faith in reality faltered. | |||
The scent is on her again now, when she leans close to me. | |||
== External Links == | |||
This story is also available [https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bb_shousetsu/works/52742206 on Archive of Our Own (AO3)]. | |||
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Latest revision as of 16:03, 25 October 2026
a ghost without a soul by Viy Sitante first appeared in issue Issue 105 in 2023.
Summary
Despite being a ghost, sometimes Bárbara smells like fresh grass after the rain. I wondered often if that was my imagination—if perhaps I confused the smell of spring each year with her--or if she wasn’t a ghost. I knew she was a ghost however; she proved it when she walked through the trees and put her hands through rocks. But the smell was so...tactile in a way, that sometimes my own faith in reality faltered.
The scent is on her again now, when she leans close to me.
External Links
This story is also available on Archive of Our Own (AO3).
