[It is an interesting thing, to watch events that should belong to you, to the Watcher, but feel the truth that it is a world spun in different ways. No matter. The fear is the same. That sweet terror, the creeping sensation of being watched and judged and exposed.
The Watcher stares as it is approached by the angry woman, and it blinks slowly as she gets closer. It isn't used to people doing more than begging, pleading for it to end.
Re: til the sun is in the sky (cw: body horror)
The Watcher stares as it is approached by the angry woman, and it blinks slowly as she gets closer. It isn't used to people doing more than begging, pleading for it to end.
It definitely doesn't move away or try to flee.]