Hmmm, well, I guess if he's the young side of "college-aged" and/or you were young when he was conceived, you could be his parent. But ghosts are timeless, and so is your spirit.

Heh. Thank you. I was probably fertile from the time I was eighteen, so at this point the full college bracket is within the realm of biological possibility—so he could have been a hundred-year-old ghost or a three-thousand-year-old Aramaic demon, but he looked like someone who was hilariously too young for me even to think about considering.

I like the Hebrew letters drifting off where he touched.

It was one of the few really striking images I've gotten out of a dream lately that wasn't horrific.

I don't like that you woke up in pain and emotional distress. (Sharing in the distress...)

*hugs*