C9 Suffocating

After the battle at the border, the estate felt different. Quieter, but not in the sense that peace ought to be. It was the sound of suspicion churning in the air, the silence of wolves holding their breath.

Eyes followed me everywhere I went. Not the inquisitive looks of the past, but piercing gazes that felt like blades against my back. Like cobwebs, whispers clung to the hallways. Moonborn