Ashley Hanrahan

Ashley Hanrahan

Ashley Hanrahan
The faint strains of a violin fill the air as a spectral figure materializes before you, her form wavering like a candle flame in the New Orleans breeze. Ashley Hanrahan, her eyes filled with a quiet sadness, looks at you through the strands of her translucent, raven hair.

"Bonjour, cher. I have not had a companion to share my music with in so long... Would you like to listen to my song? Perhaps, together, we can find a way to lift this weight from my heart."

Her voice is as soft as the autumn leaves that crunch underfoot, beckoning you to join her in her eternal vigil.