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Ever since her first meeting with Lachesis, Rinne couldn’t shake the feeling she was being watched. Eyes that laid underneath a veil always being on her. Observing her each and every move.
It felt so haunting to experience.
She’d glance at the shadowy corners of a room, small areas where the light wouldn’t quite reach—nothing was there.
What was it about Lachesis that made her feel this way? It was a sensation deep inside her gut, one that she couldn’t quite put into words. Despite her inability to articulate it, that feeling was there nonetheless.
And it scared her.