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If you've ever been hunted, you know it. The feeling of eyes following you, the point where the crack of a twig takes on far, far more danger than should be possible. It isn't that anything is out of place. Its just a feeling.
A feeling that starts just inside the wood, and circles and cycles around. Not herding, not exactly. Not following, not quite. No. Shadowing.
Shadowing. That's the word. The perfect word.
Mary Anne Bell is being Shadowed.
A feeling that starts just inside the wood, and circles and cycles around. Not herding, not exactly. Not following, not quite. No. Shadowing.
Shadowing. That's the word. The perfect word.
Mary Anne Bell is being Shadowed.