A low susurrus ripples through the flock of people as you draw near, although it is soon stifled into a strained disquiet. Veiled glances as you move past reveal their disbelief and indignation at your presence—and even at your very existence.
A low susurrus ripples through the flock of people as you draw near, although it is soon stifled into a strained disquiet. Veiled glances as you move past reveal their disbelief and indignation at your presence—and even at your very existence.