Spirited Bonds
A series that tries communicating the comfort found in ghost storytelling, remembering the enchantment with the peepal tree and accepting one's own ghosts.
Spirited Bonds, under the comfort of her Peepal Tree
The hands of the tree sung the ghostly blues of the chambray and the dull sheen of the tussar
The hanging roots of the Peepal tree protects the fragility of the night, a rare grey descends the shelter of the sky, and I listen away the fears that hugged my beliefs of the lone sailing her rusty leaves into the darkness of the light.
She hums sweetly in the blue of the night, whispering the treasures of the lone's sight, the spirited bond sways her feet, as she blows away the dust of the stories beneath.
