Annima Rose

Annima Rose drifted silently through the shadowed corridors of the house. Though invisible to the living, she observed the new occupant with curiosity. They were unaware of the spectral figure that watched them from the dim corners and forgotten rooms.
She flitted through the rooms with a playful air, her invisible form glided easily through the houses walls. Annima thrived on the confusion and unease she caused, her mischievous nature undimmed by the centuries that had passed since her untimely demise. Though unseen, she was always near, a spectral prankster weaving her way through the lives of those who dared to call her home their own.