Keira leans against her balcony railing, hand outstretched as Irene softly lands in her palm. 

Keira, In Narration: 

We’ve been together for longer than either of us can remember.

Irene says she’s my ‘Spirit Companion’. I don’t know what that means exactly, only that we are connected somehow.

I don’t know what I would do without her.

The fairy-like spirit sits down gracefully, her skirt spread out around her. Irene looks up at Keira with a soft smile.