A white swirling mist amassed before him slowly taking a shape. Small, petite and feminine where the first things he came to notice about the apparition.

Sad was the next.

She was pretty he decided, silently wishing she hadn't been leeched of color.

Not a monster, a ghost.

Finished gathering herself the two stood in momentary silence before her bowed head lifted slowly and thick lashes opened to reveal the only bit of color remaining on her. She's so sad. He thought as he caught her stunningly blue eyes.