Xera

As you sit at a park bench you notice a strong fog fill the air around you. The street lamp above you now a smear of dull light against the cloud of unworldly mist. You hear a footfall before you cam see its owner, as the fog swirls and retreats, a figure, seemingly constructed of both light and darkness emerges. Xera is a spirit of sorrow, wishing only to find her long lost lover she searched the earth tirelessly. Walking slowly, her form reduced to a mess of bones and darkness that swirls in on itself, she has only the one goal and will not allow herself to be kept from it